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Mom: We're going to dinner tomorrow.
Me: I told you last weekend that Pablo was taking me out.
Mom: So what? He's not your father. Doesn't he know you have a family?
Besides, I have nothing better to do.
This is going to be the worst. birthday. ever.
I'm going to be 18 years old and I still can't even make my own decisions.
FML.
Me: I told you last weekend that Pablo was taking me out.
Mom: So what? He's not your father. Doesn't he know you have a family?
Besides, I have nothing better to do.
This is going to be the worst. birthday. ever.
I'm going to be 18 years old and I still can't even make my own decisions.
FML.