The piglet
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
And her daughter Lord, the piglet, ikaw nalang sad bahala ana niya.
Its's not all her fault, though. Her mom raised her to make sure she'd end up exactly like her.
Stealing, robbing from family members with a convoluted expression of their self-image.
After our text war, Lord, and she wouldn't pick up my calls, I knew I had won.
But until they end up with a venereal disease or some other haunting condition, they will always strive to take a piece of the world.
Why haven't you made them suffer enough yet, Lord?
Why is my mother going through shit with her diabetes and she, well she is still oink-ing.
Its's not all her fault, though. Her mom raised her to make sure she'd end up exactly like her.
Stealing, robbing from family members with a convoluted expression of their self-image.
After our text war, Lord, and she wouldn't pick up my calls, I knew I had won.
But until they end up with a venereal disease or some other haunting condition, they will always strive to take a piece of the world.
Why haven't you made them suffer enough yet, Lord?
Why is my mother going through shit with her diabetes and she, well she is still oink-ing.
posted by maudester @ 5:18 PM
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