Not my mother but my mom ( For the woman who isn't my genetic mother but she is my mom
You were there for me.
That abandoned child with that twisted smile.
You loved that twisted smile.
I think it's all because it was the visible evidence of my gruesome phases in life.
You accepted my crooked talk but you didn't allow the values I held.
They were void of many proper morals.
Not a judgemental bone in your body. Seems to me dealing with all of my...
That abandoned child with that twisted smile.
You loved that twisted smile.
I think it's all because it was the visible evidence of my gruesome phases in life.
You accepted my crooked talk but you didn't allow the values I held.
They were void of many proper morals.
Not a judgemental bone in your body. Seems to me dealing with all of my...