Sep 18, 2005 09:03
My mom called Friday, and spoke with my dad. Apparently she talked to a psychic, who told her all about her life. She feels sorry for what she's done to us, and wants to tell us about our guardian angels.
Don't tell me about our guardian angels. YOU left. YOU hit me. YOU told me I was worthless. But most importantly you should have been my guardian angel, and you weren't.
Thanks mom. Happy three years of me realizing you're about as fake as your psychic.