It all happened on Friday. It was a day of shopping, and a day of incessant opinions. I tried holding back all of the negativity of the mall, among other things. I tried to get through it, but I just couldn't. Then, that afternoon, I finally broke down. I wound up yelling at her, crying, and letting go of a lot of unreleased emotions. I
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And yeah... I love cryptic messages, too. They just usually don't come from my mother.
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