W̵̛̏̌͂̌͋̿̍͆͆̉̿̾͂͗̾͗̀̃̆͐͑̋̿̽̀̋̎́͋͐̍̚̚͝hy
"Stop whining"
SHE says, as it begins.
Later
"You'll be fine, go to bed"
"We'll take you to the doctor again tomorrow"
" it's probably just the flu"
SHE says, as her daughter is rotting from the inside,
It's too late, the child's appendix had burst open, her intestines have a hole in them, infection and filth leaking into her body, hours away from dying, or at the very least, going into septic shock.
Well, you FILTHY BITCH, LOOK WHAT HAPPENED-
OH, IT'S OVER WITH, DONE WITH, BUT I'M STILL FUCKING MAD, MOTHER.
I
H A T E
YOU.
IT WAS TOTALLY WORTH THE PAIN,,,, THE PAIN
THE P A I N
"EXAGGERATING", HUH?
FUCK OFF.
AFTER MY SURGERY, IT SURE DOESN'T SEEM LIKE EXAGGERATING NOW, HUH?
IT WAS MONTHS AGO, HUH?!?!!!!
I'M OUT OF THE HOSPITAL NOW, HUH?!?!!
WELL PISS OFF I'M STILL MAD.
I HAD TO HAVE FUCKING TUBES IN MY BODY
FOR DAYS
I COULDN'T EAT
FOR DAYS
I HAD TO BE STABBED WITH NEEDLES ABOUT FIVE TIMES
THREE IN ONE DAY
AND THEN I HAD A TUBE RIPPED FROM MY BODY, WHILE I WAS AWAKE.
THIS IS WHAT YOU GET.
FOR JUST SITTING THERE.
AND LETTING ME DIE.
I HOPE YOU THINK ABOUT THIS EVERY DAY AND NIGHT,
M O T H E R .
WHAT A LOVELY WAY TO SPEND THE BEGINNING OF 2018.
IT HASN'T GOTTEN BETTER.
I'M STILL MAD.
W̵̡̧̢̢̧̡̢̧̧̧̨̡̨̛̛̛̛̛̛̝̭̩̩͓̭̠̥̬̤̩̘̙̠̟̘͇̟̼̟̬͔̟͙̮̫͈̙̣̳͈͇͇̙̪͕̻̺̩͈͍͙̣̜̞͓̳͎̖̠͇̙̞͓̘̬͉̲̬͉̞̱̥̱̟̟̹̗͉̫̜͍̯̥͕͎͇̠̰̟̘̣̻͇̱̥̮͍̲̼̞͈̭͎͇̣̝̩̲̙̟̗̗̙̝͙̝̻̥̗̗͖͖̦̜̙̩̪̩̝̺̮̖͚͙̱̣͔̘̝͇̺̣̪̦̻̻̰̣̬͉̳̳̭̺̘̲͓̤͕̭̩̤͈̺͚̫̜̳͙̳̭̠͉̰̥͉̫͚̤͎̝̝̥̏̌͂̌͋̿̍͆͆̉̿̾͂͗̾͗̀̃̆͐͑̋̿̽̀̋̎́͋͐̍̀͂̈́͗͂̿̋͊͌̒͒͐́̌́̈́̀̈́͆̃͊̆͌͑̄͐̇̏͂́́̔͗̀̒͑̍̂́̽́͐̈́̽͋̓͆̾̀̈́̐̀̉̈́̊͋̒̒̂͂̏̈́͊́̇͛̈́͒̇͐̌̃̎̈́͌̄̌̃̏̊͐̎̏̉̎̽̀̅̒̈́͋̊͑̃̋́͌̇̊̓͌̎̑͌̐́̈́͂̈̈́̾̾͂̈́̍̋̉̽̊́̓͑̏̉̐̇̽̐̀͑͗̑͑̓͋͂́̎̃̾͂̏̓̇̂͆̂̀͂͆͌̄̀̓̓̄̉̈̍̃̌̏̊͒̽́̆̚̚̚̚͘̚̕̕̕͘͘͘͘͘̕̚͜͜͜͜͜͜͜͝͝͠͝͝͝͠͝͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅͅh̷̢̨̡̢̨̧̧̧̧̧̧̡̢̢̛̛̯͖͉̤̦̺͓̭̙̻̹͖̦̥̞̬̻͈͕͕̯̬̪͎̜̻̝̹̼̠̮̰̪̘̺͈̠͉̥̙̠̖̺̱̘̯̫̘̳̣͕͈͔̭̲̱̪̖͈̱͈̞̣̬͙̖̺̱͇̝̩̹̦̜̫̰̲̙̲̞̫̻̺̙̻͎̲̬̖̭̙̺͖͈͈̞̲͓͚̰͚̳͔̗̗̖̯̺̩̣̪̱̭̖̝̣̰̦̺͎̬̰̤͖͎̬͈͉̬̣̭̺͉̮̠̘͇͍͍̱̥̜͖̰̼̺̲̟̝̱̝̗͉͇̜̪̠̫͚̠͈̥̩̱͇͓̆̐̆̊̆̾̒̀̽̍͋̌͌͑͛̓̉̍̓̔̓͛̌̀͂̃̎̅̔͒̑͋̏͒̆́͛̈́͑̔͊̊͛̈̾͆̈́̒̿̓͛̈̇̈́̄͒̔̀̓̄̈́̾͑̽̀̐͊͛̔́̀̀͒͌̔̎̓̆̈́̌͑́̋͒͒̾͌̂̾̄͂̉̈́͋̔͋͗̂̍́͐̏̃͑̏̏͋̾̍̍̇̽͑̑͊̈́̉̾̎̊̂̀̒̓͊̍͒̒̓̊́̑̔̓̔͂̾̄̾̏͑̈́̋͋͗̎͌̐̏͒̋̎̈͛̓̀̂͊̏̓̍̄́̀̽̈͑̏̉͐̎̈̍̽̔̎̈́̋̎̉̑̀͊̊͐̀̾̉͐͗͛̿̋̽́̎̅̄̋͂͂͒̈́̈́̏̉̔̃̒̌̉̓̈́̇̄̍͂̾̅̇̿̈̅̃̏̐̽̃̔̀́̈́̈̽̚̚̕̚̚̚͘̕̚̚͘͘̚̚͘̕̚̕̚̚̕̕̚͜͜͜͜͜͠͠͝͠͝͝͝͠͝͠͝͠͠͝͝͝͝͠͝͝͝͝͝͝͠͝ͅỹ̴̨̧̢̡̨̨̡̧̢̢̨̡̧̡̢̢̢̧̡̧̡̢̨̧̨̨̡̛̛̛̛̛̟̤̞̻̘̙̟̯͕̹̰̫̗̠̙̦̮̖̟̘̟̤̪͕͔͎̦̮̝̮̼̹̗͚͎͍͕̦̦̪͍̲͙̪̳̗̙͎̱̤̝̬̮͚͉̺̥̝̣̳͍̰͙̪̳̗̼̤͉̟̥͎͕̳̩̭͔̳̝͓̙̘̰͙̟̻͙͉̞̝̘̪͙̰̞̺̲͔͕̼̦̰̞̪̠͚̳̺̣̬̞̪̮̱̯̝̝̘͈͍̻̲͙̩̲͖̭̹͕̯͔̯̳̗̟̹̲̤̜̞̬͙̲̩̠͎̲͇̲͖͇̞̙͍̭̪͕̰̮̣̥̜͚͎̙̲̪̰͖̠̪͙̝̹̬͉͕͓̼͙̞̠̖̞͓̜̫̞̳̠̬̥̤̹̰͉̟̞̖͔̰͍̙̫̪͉̞͉̻̝͉̪͔͚̗͔̪̻̰̳̞̤͈͔̫̘͔̝̬͕̹̭͔͓̫̠̻͍̙̜̜͖͇̭̣̦͔̠̝̣̗͖̙̤͙̦̪̮́̍̽͆̌̑́͒̓͑̃̿̈͌̇́̋̅͒͗́̈́̏̈́̆̋̑͌́̀̓̋͛͒̅̐̏̓̎̓̔̾͒̋̓̆̇͌͒̈́͗́̆̓̒̅̍̓̐͊͌̇͒͛͐̍̈́̏̓̑̈́̐̊͋̈́̒͗͛̑̽̏̀̔̋̋͊̐̀̓̔̒̎̒͛̈́̈́̉̍́̿́͗̍̔͐̈́̈́̊̿͂̐͌̃̽͌͑̓̿͐͐͗̀͑͂͗͐̓̉̌̊̄̋̌̈͂̐́̽̏͂̂̇̎͊́͊̌͛͆̌͂̎̇͆̂͂̏̈́̂̎̈́̎̄̀͋̐̄̋͑̒͛͂̃̓̉̈́̓̇̽͆͂̋͛̒̑͆̽̇̑̔̒̿̿̃̾́̋͗̾̚̕̚̕̚̕͘̚̚̚̕͘̕͜͜͜͜͝͝͠͠͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͠͝͝͝͝͠ͅͅͅ
DiD you
Do th i
S
?I
Mother.....?
SHE says, as it begins.
Later
"You'll be fine, go to bed"
"We'll take you to the doctor again tomorrow"
" it's probably just the flu"
SHE says, as her daughter is rotting from the inside,
It's too late, the child's appendix had burst open, her intestines have a hole in them, infection and filth leaking into her body, hours away from dying, or at the very least, going into septic shock.
Well, you FILTHY BITCH, LOOK WHAT HAPPENED-
OH, IT'S OVER WITH, DONE WITH, BUT I'M STILL FUCKING MAD, MOTHER.
I
H A T E
YOU.
IT WAS TOTALLY WORTH THE PAIN,,,, THE PAIN
THE P A I N
"EXAGGERATING", HUH?
FUCK OFF.
AFTER MY SURGERY, IT SURE DOESN'T SEEM LIKE EXAGGERATING NOW, HUH?
IT WAS MONTHS AGO, HUH?!?!!!!
I'M OUT OF THE HOSPITAL NOW, HUH?!?!!
WELL PISS OFF I'M STILL MAD.
I HAD TO HAVE FUCKING TUBES IN MY BODY
FOR DAYS
I COULDN'T EAT
FOR DAYS
I HAD TO BE STABBED WITH NEEDLES ABOUT FIVE TIMES
THREE IN ONE DAY
AND THEN I HAD A TUBE RIPPED FROM MY BODY, WHILE I WAS AWAKE.
THIS IS WHAT YOU GET.
FOR JUST SITTING THERE.
AND LETTING ME DIE.
I HOPE YOU THINK ABOUT THIS EVERY DAY AND NIGHT,
M O T H E R .
WHAT A LOVELY WAY TO SPEND THE BEGINNING OF 2018.
IT HASN'T GOTTEN BETTER.
I'M STILL MAD.
W̵̡̧̢̢̧̡̢̧̧̧̨̡̨̛̛̛̛̛̛̝̭̩̩͓̭̠̥̬̤̩̘̙̠̟̘͇̟̼̟̬͔̟͙̮̫͈̙̣̳͈͇͇̙̪͕̻̺̩͈͍͙̣̜̞͓̳͎̖̠͇̙̞͓̘̬͉̲̬͉̞̱̥̱̟̟̹̗͉̫̜͍̯̥͕͎͇̠̰̟̘̣̻͇̱̥̮͍̲̼̞͈̭͎͇̣̝̩̲̙̟̗̗̙̝͙̝̻̥̗̗͖͖̦̜̙̩̪̩̝̺̮̖͚͙̱̣͔̘̝͇̺̣̪̦̻̻̰̣̬͉̳̳̭̺̘̲͓̤͕̭̩̤͈̺͚̫̜̳͙̳̭̠͉̰̥͉̫͚̤͎̝̝̥̏̌͂̌͋̿̍͆͆̉̿̾͂͗̾͗̀̃̆͐͑̋̿̽̀̋̎́͋͐̍̀͂̈́͗͂̿̋͊͌̒͒͐́̌́̈́̀̈́͆̃͊̆͌͑̄͐̇̏͂́́̔͗̀̒͑̍̂́̽́͐̈́̽͋̓͆̾̀̈́̐̀̉̈́̊͋̒̒̂͂̏̈́͊́̇͛̈́͒̇͐̌̃̎̈́͌̄̌̃̏̊͐̎̏̉̎̽̀̅̒̈́͋̊͑̃̋́͌̇̊̓͌̎̑͌̐́̈́͂̈̈́̾̾͂̈́̍̋̉̽̊́̓͑̏̉̐̇̽̐̀͑͗̑͑̓͋͂́̎̃̾͂̏̓̇̂͆̂̀͂͆͌̄̀̓̓̄̉̈̍̃̌̏̊͒̽́̆̚̚̚̚͘̚̕̕̕͘͘͘͘͘̕̚͜͜͜͜͜͜͜͝͝͠͝͝͝͠͝͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅͅh̷̢̨̡̢̨̧̧̧̧̧̧̡̢̢̛̛̯͖͉̤̦̺͓̭̙̻̹͖̦̥̞̬̻͈͕͕̯̬̪͎̜̻̝̹̼̠̮̰̪̘̺͈̠͉̥̙̠̖̺̱̘̯̫̘̳̣͕͈͔̭̲̱̪̖͈̱͈̞̣̬͙̖̺̱͇̝̩̹̦̜̫̰̲̙̲̞̫̻̺̙̻͎̲̬̖̭̙̺͖͈͈̞̲͓͚̰͚̳͔̗̗̖̯̺̩̣̪̱̭̖̝̣̰̦̺͎̬̰̤͖͎̬͈͉̬̣̭̺͉̮̠̘͇͍͍̱̥̜͖̰̼̺̲̟̝̱̝̗͉͇̜̪̠̫͚̠͈̥̩̱͇͓̆̐̆̊̆̾̒̀̽̍͋̌͌͑͛̓̉̍̓̔̓͛̌̀͂̃̎̅̔͒̑͋̏͒̆́͛̈́͑̔͊̊͛̈̾͆̈́̒̿̓͛̈̇̈́̄͒̔̀̓̄̈́̾͑̽̀̐͊͛̔́̀̀͒͌̔̎̓̆̈́̌͑́̋͒͒̾͌̂̾̄͂̉̈́͋̔͋͗̂̍́͐̏̃͑̏̏͋̾̍̍̇̽͑̑͊̈́̉̾̎̊̂̀̒̓͊̍͒̒̓̊́̑̔̓̔͂̾̄̾̏͑̈́̋͋͗̎͌̐̏͒̋̎̈͛̓̀̂͊̏̓̍̄́̀̽̈͑̏̉͐̎̈̍̽̔̎̈́̋̎̉̑̀͊̊͐̀̾̉͐͗͛̿̋̽́̎̅̄̋͂͂͒̈́̈́̏̉̔̃̒̌̉̓̈́̇̄̍͂̾̅̇̿̈̅̃̏̐̽̃̔̀́̈́̈̽̚̚̕̚̚̚͘̕̚̚͘͘̚̚͘̕̚̕̚̚̕̕̚͜͜͜͜͜͠͠͝͠͝͝͝͠͝͠͝͠͠͝͝͝͝͠͝͝͝͝͝͝͠͝ͅỹ̴̨̧̢̡̨̨̡̧̢̢̨̡̧̡̢̢̢̧̡̧̡̢̨̧̨̨̡̛̛̛̛̛̟̤̞̻̘̙̟̯͕̹̰̫̗̠̙̦̮̖̟̘̟̤̪͕͔͎̦̮̝̮̼̹̗͚͎͍͕̦̦̪͍̲͙̪̳̗̙͎̱̤̝̬̮͚͉̺̥̝̣̳͍̰͙̪̳̗̼̤͉̟̥͎͕̳̩̭͔̳̝͓̙̘̰͙̟̻͙͉̞̝̘̪͙̰̞̺̲͔͕̼̦̰̞̪̠͚̳̺̣̬̞̪̮̱̯̝̝̘͈͍̻̲͙̩̲͖̭̹͕̯͔̯̳̗̟̹̲̤̜̞̬͙̲̩̠͎̲͇̲͖͇̞̙͍̭̪͕̰̮̣̥̜͚͎̙̲̪̰͖̠̪͙̝̹̬͉͕͓̼͙̞̠̖̞͓̜̫̞̳̠̬̥̤̹̰͉̟̞̖͔̰͍̙̫̪͉̞͉̻̝͉̪͔͚̗͔̪̻̰̳̞̤͈͔̫̘͔̝̬͕̹̭͔͓̫̠̻͍̙̜̜͖͇̭̣̦͔̠̝̣̗͖̙̤͙̦̪̮́̍̽͆̌̑́͒̓͑̃̿̈͌̇́̋̅͒͗́̈́̏̈́̆̋̑͌́̀̓̋͛͒̅̐̏̓̎̓̔̾͒̋̓̆̇͌͒̈́͗́̆̓̒̅̍̓̐͊͌̇͒͛͐̍̈́̏̓̑̈́̐̊͋̈́̒͗͛̑̽̏̀̔̋̋͊̐̀̓̔̒̎̒͛̈́̈́̉̍́̿́͗̍̔͐̈́̈́̊̿͂̐͌̃̽͌͑̓̿͐͐͗̀͑͂͗͐̓̉̌̊̄̋̌̈͂̐́̽̏͂̂̇̎͊́͊̌͛͆̌͂̎̇͆̂͂̏̈́̂̎̈́̎̄̀͋̐̄̋͑̒͛͂̃̓̉̈́̓̇̽͆͂̋͛̒̑͆̽̇̑̔̒̿̿̃̾́̋͗̾̚̕̚̕̚̕͘̚̚̚̕͘̕͜͜͜͜͝͝͠͠͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͠͝͝͝͝͠ͅͅͅ
DiD you
Do th i
S
?I
Mother.....?
