Yeah, yeah. Call me piddle pants, I couldn't care less!
After the living hell I passed through in my mom's "friend" house, been able to wear/use diapers, and the rest of my baby assets is a complete paradise. No joke.
I should be thankful for having a place to stay on this crisis, but I am truly sorry... I can't feel that. I've lost the counts of how many times I had to stand up for my mom, shut my self up and holding hate, as well prejudicing my academic life and health in the process.
Do you know how it feels to buy a 20 unit package of diapers... And being able to use it only after moving to new place? That was a f*cking nightmare. Thankfully it's over. So HOORAY! Long life to wet diapers, and I do hope rashes don't come.
Rafael the puppy, Artwork, coloring © me
8 months ago
26 Jun 2018 05:26 CEST
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