BTW, cousin and I got into it. Kids didn't need to see it. but he drug it on.
I told him to leave. He had to make sure that he did not leave one morsel behind. Clothes bikes, etc...
Son is with me. We are watching Nanny 911.
Called mommy to tell her good night. I basically acted like a crying fag. She was all concerned at how I treated him. Look I don't want him here. I want you here. Not him.
She just testing Y.
I don't even know what that means.
Yes or why? I thought I was smart.
BTW... I said I didn't want to put up with this crap tonite!
