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A Lyf of Ma

NEPTUNE said:
I was totally vexatious. It's morning, to be precise- 4.30 am. The questions were way too simple- what all I have to do today? Should I prepare the curries dat suites his taste buds ya go with the likes of the kiddos? Should I wake him up for some help? When sh'd I wake them up for school? Shall I cut the office today?

Oh, my goodness. Its usual- I know, a daily ritual. 'm done with emotions. I'm not a piece of flesh dat sets down tears- Not anymore.

Rubbing the foreheads- I stood up. PHYSICALLY STOOD UP, mentally shattered.

I remembered how euphuistic my lyf indeed was. *When I was with my Ma*. And finally, when I turned 30 how my lyf is!

I don't complain. Not anymore. At least the former complaints were all rejected by the supreme council of devilish gods. I am not desperate- not anymore. Since being desperate would make your neighbors n family give u a stamp Dat- Heh! u r sick- we know, R you mental too? shall we chain u up n start giving u shock treatments?

Yes, being mental, I surged through pain of laboring two kids- with a smile. Then here 'm, worrying about what to prepare? when to prepare? and about d society and the world.

Assuring myself, I walked to the kitchen, the doors shut n a fyn flow as I flipped my hairs n rushed to wash d dishes......!

Remembering my ma, n forgetting myself.

~Neptunia.

ఌ An Ember born outta a womb ఌ​

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Wow this reflects most people's real feelings. You gotta take care of yourself girl. Self love is important because self love isn't selfish
 
NEPTUNE said:
I was totally vexatious. It's morning, to be precise- 4.30 am. The questions were way too simple- what all I have to do today? Should I prepare the curries dat suites his taste buds ya go with the likes of the kiddos? Should I wake him up for some help? When sh'd I wake them up for school? Shall I cut the office today?

Oh, my goodness. Its usual- I know, a daily ritual. 'm done with emotions. I'm not a piece of flesh dat sets down tears- Not anymore.

Rubbing the foreheads- I stood up. PHYSICALLY STOOD UP, mentally shattered.

I remembered how euphuistic my lyf indeed was. *When I was with my Ma*. And finally, when I turned 30 how my lyf is!

I don't complain. Not anymore. At least the former complaints were all rejected by the supreme council of devilish gods. I am not desperate- not anymore. Since being desperate would make your neighbors n family give u a stamp Dat- Heh! u r sick- we know, R you mental too? shall we chain u up n start giving u shock treatments?

Yes, being mental, I surged through pain of laboring two kids- with a smile. Then here 'm, worrying about what to prepare? when to prepare? and about d society and the world.

Assuring myself, I walked to the kitchen, the doors shut n a fyn flow as I flipped my hairs n rushed to wash d dishes......!

Remembering my ma, n forgetting myself.

~Neptunia.

ఌ An Ember born outta a womb ఌ​

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Mother's love and care is always a blessing we take for granted
 
NEPTUNE said:
I was totally vexatious. It's morning, to be precise- 4.30 am. The questions were way too simple- what all I have to do today? Should I prepare the curries dat suites his taste buds ya go with the likes of the kiddos? Should I wake him up for some help? When sh'd I wake them up for school? Shall I cut the office today?

Oh, my goodness. Its usual- I know, a daily ritual. 'm done with emotions. I'm not a piece of flesh dat sets down tears- Not anymore.

Rubbing the foreheads- I stood up. PHYSICALLY STOOD UP, mentally shattered.

I remembered how euphuistic my lyf indeed was. *When I was with my Ma*. And finally, when I turned 30 how my lyf is!

I don't complain. Not anymore. At least the former complaints were all rejected by the supreme council of devilish gods. I am not desperate- not anymore. Since being desperate would make your neighbors n family give u a stamp Dat- Heh! u r sick- we know, R you mental too? shall we chain u up n start giving u shock treatments?

Yes, being mental, I surged through pain of laboring two kids- with a smile. Then here 'm, worrying about what to prepare? when to prepare? and about d society and the world.

Assuring myself, I walked to the kitchen, the doors shut n a fyn flow as I flipped my hairs n rushed to wash d dishes......!

Remembering my ma, n forgetting myself.

~Neptunia.

ఌ An Ember born outta a womb ఌ​

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Sending you love, strength, and a big hug. Keep shining :heart1:
 
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