Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mother’s Day, Happy Mother’s Day, Happy Mother’s Day to you.  Happy Motherless Fuck You With a Toaster Oven in Your Vagina Day and Fuck You Too.

Just kidding, I love Mother’s Day…it makes me feel like a motherless virgin all over again.

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I have been asked a million times to define love…how do I define love…well, this is how I define it…there are few people that I have loved in my life…really, truly loved…I never knew love…my parents were fucked up people who gave love to each other and with held it from me…and then you gave me love like I had never known…and then you with held it from me…and often times I wonder how that makes you feel…I tried to make it right with you…I tried to forgive you, but you cut me from the rose like I drew blood from your stem…and all I can feel now is the emptiness that bleeds me from within.  And I wonder if you can even feel at all anymore…?

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Look, I don’t care if you fucked your brother, or if you held yourself hostage with a tampon…it’s called abuse and it’s ugly.  It makes you ugly.  It makes everything you do ugly.  It makes people see you as ugly.  It makes God use baby wipes when he holds you in his arms because you are ugly.  And everything that I judge you on is based upon whether or not that spell is broken…because I no longer want to be ugly.

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Mama’s Little Girl

Wake up in the middle of the night…Mom is there with my wedding dress on the bed…it’s so weird when you haven’t seen someone in years…yet, when I see her in my dreams she’s just as scary as she once was…I feel as if I can reach out and touch her…but, it’s only an illusion…how is that you can leave someone behind to unburden yourself yet they can haunt you when you sleep as if they own you still…?


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