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Just Writing This Story Tears Me Up....
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Mom had a bitter past with dad popping pills and sniffing cocaine was mom's only source of happiness.
The only business I grew up to find mom seriously doing was playing trick with different men for peanut change. Every night mom wears short revealing dresses to where I can't tell.... Too many nights she comes home with different irritating men that heaven knows I hate with passion.

Day after day mom was getting too deep with her cocaine shit that she hardly changes her hair or clothes, or even take a bath as use.
On a long run mom was getting skinny and too dry that she comes home without a man as used looking frustrated like her life depends on it.
She'll always complained about not having enough pills and cocaine to beckoned on and, when this happens, she lose it all......
She became very aggressive and annoying, to some extent that she behaves like a mentally healed lady.

I'll never forget how many times I've been talk...