Early in the morning my mother started accusing me of staying up late watching videos on my laptop. WHICH I BLEEDIN' DIDN'T. Sure I wanted to write something in my laptop but decided against it because I was knackered. KNAC-BLOODY-KERED.

So there goes my mood for the day. I was fuming about how she doesn't even want to trust her own daughter. Wrong move, Mother. Wrong move.

Now how am I going to trust a person who doesn't even want to trust me? Even if that person is blood-related?

... An eye for an eye.

Distrust... with distrust. OLD | NEW
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