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Now the glass is full. Too many moms - obviously most of them strangers, though they know everything better - now probably realize how much they don't know about my life.
Dear Stranger, who used to make you think so much while my little boy was just making a scene in the shop ... just to note I saw your coming look. I wouldn't buy myself a floor plan. Meanwhile, I meant that I usually turn my gaze and run away from the scene as fast as I can ... But now I don't. I'll tell you what I think.Seriously! Is that how you live?
Do you live by the way my children behave in public? Hmm, you shouldn't. How do you know what kind of mother I am at home, or the other 1430 minutes of the day? When that ominous case happened, I thought I was probably a disorganized woman. To be honest, I felt that way. My shopping cart was full of thousands of things while my son's half-eaten hamburger was there. (Of course I know, and she doesn't take her child anywhere.) Well yeah ... I looked like a solid mother.
Believe me, I know your hysterics were confused (believe me, I know how fucked up your dick is). But he's just a kid, don't expect him to behave as an adult! He doesn't do it directly. It expresses that the world is not round. All he can do is be frightened by the fact that he left home just after thirsty, crazy mom didn't let him take home the most glamorous, purple racing car he'd ever seen. (I mean, he has three in his home.) He doesn't know how to deal with arousal, emotions. But that's really normal. You don't have to be aware of that. I take a big breath and I still love it. If you believe in a colonel, you will.I didn't hide it
"What are you looking at?"
It may seem unbelievable, but…once I was pretty good,
once I followed the trends,
Once upon a time, a lot of people were called to date. But this body is born and nourished, with little energy left to itself, and more to your children. This body and souls adore their children when they are sad, cuddling, comforting them. For them, my body is at home, safety itself, which can always be accessed. What you always eat and drink gives you when you need it. My clothes aren't new or creepy, but they are comfortable and keep me warm while playing, cooking, cooking, caring, working. And there are hundreds of things that I have to struggle with on an average day. Once, I spent a lot of time keeping myself in shape. To be what every man dreams about - skinny, sexy, tight. Then the time came for my body to become the patron saint. It was not my presence that mattered. And I'm not saying this in terms of size. This is my number one spot on my list now. And well, that's it. So, thank you very much for coming down because I look like this. I do not need it. Tйnyleg.
