It's Hawt

I'm still trying to get over the recent robbery, so am distracting myself using anything that comes along.

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I mean, there's a saying - if you can't trust your own mother, who can you trust?

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Oh God. Nothing is sufficiently distracting. I can't get my mind off my imminent bankruptcy. How to pay bills this month. I can't even bitch to my mother about it. That's like singing to the choir, or calling the person who robbed your house to complain that you can't watch TV because they took it.

All my friends think I was nuts to give her the cheques to begin with. Surely I can't be the only person that does this. Other people open joint accounts with their parents.

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Green Apple Green Milk Bubble Tea. With Pearl.
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Forget it! Nothing works. I'm still fuming.