The Matriarchs in my Family are dead and gone.
My Parents divorced before I was five.
All the strings that bound us together dissolved years ago.
I broke up with my girlfriend.
My mother is going down to Charleston.
My Father is an asshole.
There won't be a Happy Thanksgiving this year.
Maybe the next one will be better.
The Matriarchs in my Family are dead and gone.
My Parents divorced before I was five.
All the strings that bound us together dissolved years ago.
I broke up with my girlfriend.
My mother is going down to Charleston.
My Father is an asshole.
There won't be a Happy Thanksgiving this year.
Maybe the next one will be better.
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