Same Shit; Different Day.

It's sad when you can't even count on your mother to give you uplifting comments. Like I know there's always going to be that one person that's going to hate to see you succeed but for it to be your mother is fucking appalling. Like how the hell do you disrespect anything your child is trying to do? Like are you fucking retarded? Are you that insecure about YOUR life that you have to shit on mine? NOT OKAY BITCH.