I'm your fucking daughter. The Twenty-fifth is my day. I should come first. I get that they're just babies, but I should come first. I was born first. I was around first. I'm your actual kid. I think I'm a tad more important.
Mom: It's okay, Lowell. I'll just stay home with the babies.
I know I'm being a jealous child, but dammit you were my mom first and I deserve a little credit for it!
I work hard for my grades. I try my hardest to make you happy. Does it do anything for you? FUCK no, because I'm just a lazy sack of shit, right? I'm just the "disgusting, heartless pig" who is "only cares about herself", right?
You're my mom, but goddamn woman, that respect you want from me? You better be trying to earn it. 'Cause I ain't giving it away freely.
Thank you mom for proving that I really am nothing but that waste of space you call me. Really appreciate it. PS: Don't expect me to stay home after. I'm finished with the hell whole you call our house.
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