Blessed To Be Called Mom And Gigi Laurel T-Shirt from AmazinkShirt.com
This is one great way to put your personal stamp on a gift for someone special (or tailor it specifically to that someone special’s style). Start from scratch to make your own concert t-shirts, college t-shirts, funny t-shirts, gym t-shirts, mothers day t-shirt, fathers day shirts, valentines day shirts, birthday shirts or much more special occasions. Every order is reviewed by an expert artist, confirming that your design turns out exactly the way you envisioned it! Custom clothing is also an excellent gift idea for tradeshows, reunions or corporate gifts. If you love this shirt, please click on the link to buy it now: Buy this Just a tip I promise I guess it wasn’t just a tip shirt Because Satan has what they call an attachment trama. Her mom left her when she was 3 months old. Who knows how she got to the ripe old child bearing age. But she did. She has as much knowledge on raising happy, healthy, independent people as I have experience in rocket science. Whatever that is. Everything is black and white in Satan’s mind. To her, if her spawn wanted to see his dad that meant he didn’t love her. To Satan if her spawn loved his dad and showed it in anyway that meant he hated her. Because Satan is not capable of considering her spawn before her. So her spawn grows resentful. But very dependant in every way. They take a child and punish them for something that comes as natural to them as breathing. They make the child feel ashamed for things they know nothing about. They are being psychologically manipulated and used to boost egos. Without any consideration what so ever for their well being. You see it’s all about Satan feeling superior. To feel good is to make someone else feel bad. They really have to win at any cost. Two teenagers were killed in a car wreck last winter. Two very close friends of my daughter’s. My daughter at this point barely comes home anymore always having to be with Satan and Satan’s issues. But this night I called her. Her and a friend were at Satan’s house. And this is what happened. They drop friend off and she comes flying in the driveway and gets out before it’s even stopped good. She’s screaming at me about how I’m this and that and how I don’t even care about my daughter. Telling me how the friend she just dropped off was making fun of my daughter 2 days before and exactly what she supposedly said about her. My daughter is so distraught that she’s hyperventilating and vomiting by the back step. And spawn is busy working in the garden about 10 feet away all shits and giggles. All I said was “you don’t have to scream at me and now is not the time for your bullshit.” She marched in the house behind my daughter saying some thing about f’ ing b this and that. Satan follows my daughter to the bathroom and I follow Satan. I put my hand and her shoulder and leaned into her ear and said I’ve got this, thank you. I pulled her out of the bathroom door and shut the door in her face. My poor little girl. Red faced. And hyperventilating. Grieving her friends. And just heard that her best friend was making fun of her. All of that happened because Satan did not feel in control at the moment. She had to regain that feeling by any means necessary. She didn’t care that those two girls needed each other at that time. She didn’t care that it hurt my daughter down to her soul to hear what her best friend had said about her. She didn’t care that they were grieving. All she cared about was in her mind, the fact they wanted to come home meant she was being abandoned. Satan still tells this story like I’m the one that was out of line. They have to reign supreme by any means. They will destroy their own children to do so. By elevating themselves they destroy the child. The child in turn becomes narcissistic to survive in being raised in Hell. Their narcissism developing over time learning from the one they seek approval from. Mirroring Satan. I struggle to write this because I really do have a loving mother, and I believe she did the very best as she knew how when she raised me. I love her very much and we are close now, and she’s such an important part of my family’s and kids’ lives. With that said, there are several things that she has said and done over the years that have had a negative effect on my self esteem, my aspirations, and my self value. One is that my mom has very strongly-held gender views, which she projected on me. As a child, I was always a tomboy- more into playing outside digging in dirt, climbing trees, playing sports, than doing more traditionally girly things. I always sensed that this bothered her somewhat, as she always nagged me to be more ladylike, act like a lady, and commented on how ungrateful I was. Not that I ever really cared about any of those things as a child, but these comments did become ingrained in my “truth” about myself, and even now, I have to fight the belief that I can’t be graceful or that I am not womanly enough. Well I hope you want to live alone in a trailer in the desert and never have children or a family. And at that point I lost interest in all things related to science- that’s when I got the message that science careers weren’t for girls- because who would want to marry a girl to live in a trailer in the desert? Do you remember when you were little? Did you have a mom or dad or somebody that seemed almost God like or at least super hero status? I did. I thought my daddy knew everything. And mostly he did. I would have done anything to make my dad happy I guess. Luckily God blessed me with a kind, loving dad. He had a big heart and was never short on the atta girls or I’m proud of yous. Now, imagine that same person without the loving kindness. The child trying to please someone larger than life that can not be pleased. Or they control in every way how you will please them if you do. A child searching instinctively for something that is not there. It’s a facade. It’s all smoke and mirrors. The child either conforms to their will in every way or suffer the consequences. My ex and his mother. Two peas in pod those two. They sit around and she talks. She tells tales about everybody she’s ever known I guess. It used to amaze me how in 10 minutes you would know about most of the people in town, their kin folks, all their dirty laundry, and what they were like when they were little. I don’t even know that many facts about my own family members. Much less keep a running dialogue of every body I encountered that week. She loved doing this. Repeating the same shit over and over. With a very superior, haughty attitude to boot. God don’t like ugly. Just sayin. I can not imagine growing up around this mess. I’ve finally caught on to what is really going on in this narcesspool they call a family. Only took me 20 years. But it will take 20 more before I back down. Satan and her spawn. Satan being so superior will obviously have superior offspring right? At least that’s what she’s told her spawn all his life. Never having to face consequences. Except hers. Always blaming anybody but him for his shortcomings. And this is the important part. Alienating him from his dad. Spoiler alert. Her spawn hates her. He hates his dad. He hates himself. And he hates me and my children. But. Spawn is letting her do it all over again with his own children. To scared to do anything about it. And the spawns dad is helping it happen because he’s just happy to be included. Product detail for this product: Suitable for Women/Men/Girl/Boy, Fashion 3D digital print drawstring hoodies, long sleeve with big pocket front. It’s a good gift for birthday/Christmas and so on, The real color of the item may be slightly different from the pictures shown on website caused by many factors such as brightness of your monitor and light brightness, The print on the item might be slightly different from pictures for different batch productions, There may be 1-2 cm deviation in different sizes, locations, and stretch of fabrics. Size chart is for reference only, there may be a little difference with what you get. Material Type: 35% Cotton – 65% Polyester Soft material feels great on your skin and very light Features pronounced sleeve cuffs, prominent waistband hem and kangaroo pocket fringes Taped neck and shoulders for comfort and style Print: Dye-sublimation printing, colors won’t fade or peel Wash Care: Recommendation Wash it by hand in below 30-degree water, hang to dry in shade, prohibit bleaching, Low Iron if Necessary Vist our store at: Click here to view Abayamzclothing This product belong to trung-van Blessed To Be Called Mom And Gigi Laurel T-Shirt from AmazinkShirt.com This is one great way to put your personal stamp on a gift for someone special (or tailor it specifically to that someone special’s style). Start from scratch to make your own concert t-shirts, college t-shirts, funny t-shirts, gym t-shirts, mothers day t-shirt, fathers day shirts, valentines day shirts, birthday shirts or much more special occasions. Every order is reviewed by an expert artist, confirming that your design turns out exactly the way you envisioned it! Custom clothing is also an excellent gift idea for tradeshows, reunions or corporate gifts. If you love this shirt, please click on the link to buy it now: Buy this Just a tip I promise I guess it wasn’t just a tip shirt Because Satan has what they call an attachment trama. Her mom left her when she was 3 months old. Who knows how she got to the ripe old child bearing age. But she did. She has as much knowledge on raising happy, healthy, independent people as I have experience in rocket science. Whatever that is. Everything is black and white in Satan’s mind. To her, if her spawn wanted to see his dad that meant he didn’t love her. To Satan if her spawn loved his dad and showed it in anyway that meant he hated her. Because Satan is not capable of considering her spawn before her. So her spawn grows resentful. But very dependant in every way. They take a child and punish them for something that comes as natural to them as breathing. They make the child feel ashamed for things they know nothing about. They are being psychologically manipulated and used to boost egos. Without any consideration what so ever for their well being. You see it’s all about Satan feeling superior. To feel good is to make someone else feel bad. They really have to win at any cost. Two teenagers were killed in a car wreck last winter. Two very close friends of my daughter’s. My daughter at this point barely comes home anymore always having to be with Satan and Satan’s issues. But this night I called her. Her and a friend were at Satan’s house. And this is what happened. They drop friend off and she comes flying in the driveway and gets out before it’s even stopped good. She’s screaming at me about how I’m this and that and how I don’t even care about my daughter. Telling me how the friend she just dropped off was making fun of my daughter 2 days before and exactly what she supposedly said about her. My daughter is so distraught that she’s hyperventilating and vomiting by the back step. And spawn is busy working in the garden about 10 feet away all shits and giggles. All I said was “you don’t have to scream at me and now is not the time for your bullshit.” She marched in the house behind my daughter saying some thing about f’ ing b this and that. Satan follows my daughter to the bathroom and I follow Satan. I put my hand and her shoulder and leaned into her ear and said I’ve got this, thank you. I pulled her out of the bathroom door and shut the door in her face. My poor little girl. Red faced. And hyperventilating. Grieving her friends. And just heard that her best friend was making fun of her. All of that happened because Satan did not feel in control at the moment. She had to regain that feeling by any means necessary. She didn’t care that those two girls needed each other at that time. She didn’t care that it hurt my daughter down to her soul to hear what her best friend had said about her. She didn’t care that they were grieving. All she cared about was in her mind, the fact they wanted to come home meant she was being abandoned. Satan still tells this story like I’m the one that was out of line. They have to reign supreme by any means. They will destroy their own children to do so. By elevating themselves they destroy the child. The child in turn becomes narcissistic to survive in being raised in Hell. Their narcissism developing over time learning from the one they seek approval from. Mirroring Satan. I struggle to write this because I really do have a loving mother, and I believe she did the very best as she knew how when she raised me. I love her very much and we are close now, and she’s such an important part of my family’s and kids’ lives. With that said, there are several things that she has said and done over the years that have had a negative effect on my self esteem, my aspirations, and my self value. One is that my mom has very strongly-held gender views, which she projected on me. As a child, I was always a tomboy- more into playing outside digging in dirt, climbing trees, playing sports, than doing more traditionally girly things. I always sensed that this bothered her somewhat, as she always nagged me to be more ladylike, act like a lady, and commented on how ungrateful I was. Not that I ever really cared about any of those things as a child, but these comments did become ingrained in my “truth” about myself, and even now, I have to fight the belief that I can’t be graceful or that I am not womanly enough. Well I hope you want to live alone in a trailer in the desert and never have children or a family. And at that point I lost interest in all things related to science- that’s when I got the message that science careers weren’t for girls- because who would want to marry a girl to live in a trailer in the desert? Do you remember when you were little? Did you have a mom or dad or somebody that seemed almost God like or at least super hero status? I did. I thought my daddy knew everything. And mostly he did. I would have done anything to make my dad happy I guess. Luckily God blessed me with a kind, loving dad. He had a big heart and was never short on the atta girls or I’m proud of yous. Now, imagine that same person without the loving kindness. The child trying to please someone larger than life that can not be pleased. Or they control in every way how you will please them if you do. A child searching instinctively for something that is not there. It’s a facade. It’s all smoke and mirrors. The child either conforms to their will in every way or suffer the consequences. My ex and his mother. Two peas in pod those two. They sit around and she talks. She tells tales about everybody she’s ever known I guess. It used to amaze me how in 10 minutes you would know about most of the people in town, their kin folks, all their dirty laundry, and what they were like when they were little. I don’t even know that many facts about my own family members. Much less keep a running dialogue of every body I encountered that week. She loved doing this. Repeating the same shit over and over. With a very superior, haughty attitude to boot. God don’t like ugly. Just sayin. I can not imagine growing up around this mess. I’ve finally caught on to what is really going on in this narcesspool they call a family. Only took me 20 years. But it will take 20 more before I back down. Satan and her spawn. Satan being so superior will obviously have superior offspring right? At least that’s what she’s told her spawn all his life. Never having to face consequences. Except hers. Always blaming anybody but him for his shortcomings. And this is the important part. Alienating him from his dad. Spoiler alert. Her spawn hates her. He hates his dad. He hates himself. And he hates me and my children. But. Spawn is letting her do it all over again with his own children. To scared to do anything about it. And the spawns dad is helping it happen because he’s just happy to be included. Product detail for this product: Suitable for Women/Men/Girl/Boy, Fashion 3D digital print drawstring hoodies, long sleeve with big pocket front. It’s a good gift for birthday/Christmas and so on, The real color of the item may be slightly different from the pictures shown on website caused by many factors such as brightness of your monitor and light brightness, The print on the item might be slightly different from pictures for different batch productions, There may be 1-2 cm deviation in different sizes, locations, and stretch of fabrics. Size chart is for reference only, there may be a little difference with what you get. Material Type: 35% Cotton – 65% Polyester Soft material feels great on your skin and very light Features pronounced sleeve cuffs, prominent waistband hem and kangaroo pocket fringes Taped neck and shoulders for comfort and style Print: Dye-sublimation printing, colors won’t fade or peel Wash Care: Recommendation Wash it by hand in below 30-degree water, hang to dry in shade, prohibit bleaching, Low Iron if Necessary Vist our store at: Click here to view Abayamzclothing This product belong to trung-van
This is one great way to put your personal stamp on a gift for someone special (or tailor it specifically to that someone special’s style). Start from scratch to make your own concert t-shirts, college t-shirts, funny t-shirts, gym t-shirts, mothers day t-shirt, fathers day shirts, valentines day shirts, birthday shirts or much more special occasions. Every order is reviewed by an expert artist, confirming that your design turns out exactly the way you envisioned it! Custom clothing is also an excellent gift idea for tradeshows, reunions or corporate gifts. If you love this shirt, please click on the link to buy it now: Buy this Just a tip I promise I guess it wasn’t just a tip shirt Because Satan has what they call an attachment trama. Her mom left her when she was 3 months old. Who knows how she got to the ripe old child bearing age. But she did. She has as much knowledge on raising happy, healthy, independent people as I have experience in rocket science. Whatever that is. Everything is black and white in Satan’s mind. To her, if her spawn wanted to see his dad that meant he didn’t love her. To Satan if her spawn loved his dad and showed it in anyway that meant he hated her. Because Satan is not capable of considering her spawn before her. So her spawn grows resentful. But very dependant in every way. They take a child and punish them for something that comes as natural to them as breathing. They make the child feel ashamed for things they know nothing about. They are being psychologically manipulated and used to boost egos. Without any consideration what so ever for their well being. You see it’s all about Satan feeling superior. To feel good is to make someone else feel bad. They really have to win at any cost. Two teenagers were killed in a car wreck last winter. Two very close friends of my daughter’s. My daughter at this point barely comes home anymore always having to be with Satan and Satan’s issues. But this night I called her. Her and a friend were at Satan’s house. And this is what happened. They drop friend off and she comes flying in the driveway and gets out before it’s even stopped good. She’s screaming at me about how I’m this and that and how I don’t even care about my daughter. Telling me how the friend she just dropped off was making fun of my daughter 2 days before and exactly what she supposedly said about her. My daughter is so distraught that she’s hyperventilating and vomiting by the back step. And spawn is busy working in the garden about 10 feet away all shits and giggles. All I said was “you don’t have to scream at me and now is not the time for your bullshit.” She marched in the house behind my daughter saying some thing about f’ ing b this and that. Satan follows my daughter to the bathroom and I follow Satan. I put my hand and her shoulder and leaned into her ear and said I’ve got this, thank you. I pulled her out of the bathroom door and shut the door in her face. My poor little girl. Red faced. And hyperventilating. Grieving her friends. And just heard that her best friend was making fun of her. All of that happened because Satan did not feel in control at the moment. She had to regain that feeling by any means necessary. She didn’t care that those two girls needed each other at that time. She didn’t care that it hurt my daughter down to her soul to hear what her best friend had said about her. She didn’t care that they were grieving. All she cared about was in her mind, the fact they wanted to come home meant she was being abandoned. Satan still tells this story like I’m the one that was out of line. They have to reign supreme by any means. They will destroy their own children to do so. By elevating themselves they destroy the child. The child in turn becomes narcissistic to survive in being raised in Hell. Their narcissism developing over time learning from the one they seek approval from. Mirroring Satan. I struggle to write this because I really do have a loving mother, and I believe she did the very best as she knew how when she raised me. I love her very much and we are close now, and she’s such an important part of my family’s and kids’ lives. With that said, there are several things that she has said and done over the years that have had a negative effect on my self esteem, my aspirations, and my self value. One is that my mom has very strongly-held gender views, which she projected on me. As a child, I was always a tomboy- more into playing outside digging in dirt, climbing trees, playing sports, than doing more traditionally girly things. I always sensed that this bothered her somewhat, as she always nagged me to be more ladylike, act like a lady, and commented on how ungrateful I was. Not that I ever really cared about any of those things as a child, but these comments did become ingrained in my “truth” about myself, and even now, I have to fight the belief that I can’t be graceful or that I am not womanly enough. Well I hope you want to live alone in a trailer in the desert and never have children or a family. And at that point I lost interest in all things related to science- that’s when I got the message that science careers weren’t for girls- because who would want to marry a girl to live in a trailer in the desert? Do you remember when you were little? Did you have a mom or dad or somebody that seemed almost God like or at least super hero status? I did. I thought my daddy knew everything. And mostly he did. I would have done anything to make my dad happy I guess. Luckily God blessed me with a kind, loving dad. He had a big heart and was never short on the atta girls or I’m proud of yous. Now, imagine that same person without the loving kindness. The child trying to please someone larger than life that can not be pleased. Or they control in every way how you will please them if you do. A child searching instinctively for something that is not there. It’s a facade. It’s all smoke and mirrors. The child either conforms to their will in every way or suffer the consequences. My ex and his mother. Two peas in pod those two. They sit around and she talks. She tells tales about everybody she’s ever known I guess. It used to amaze me how in 10 minutes you would know about most of the people in town, their kin folks, all their dirty laundry, and what they were like when they were little. I don’t even know that many facts about my own family members. Much less keep a running dialogue of every body I encountered that week. She loved doing this. Repeating the same shit over and over. With a very superior, haughty attitude to boot. God don’t like ugly. Just sayin. I can not imagine growing up around this mess. I’ve finally caught on to what is really going on in this narcesspool they call a family. Only took me 20 years. But it will take 20 more before I back down. Satan and her spawn. Satan being so superior will obviously have superior offspring right? At least that’s what she’s told her spawn all his life. Never having to face consequences. Except hers. Always blaming anybody but him for his shortcomings. And this is the important part. Alienating him from his dad. Spoiler alert. Her spawn hates her. He hates his dad. He hates himself. And he hates me and my children. But. Spawn is letting her do it all over again with his own children. To scared to do anything about it. And the spawns dad is helping it happen because he’s just happy to be included. Product detail for this product: Suitable for Women/Men/Girl/Boy, Fashion 3D digital print drawstring hoodies, long sleeve with big pocket front. It’s a good gift for birthday/Christmas and so on, The real color of the item may be slightly different from the pictures shown on website caused by many factors such as brightness of your monitor and light brightness, The print on the item might be slightly different from pictures for different batch productions, There may be 1-2 cm deviation in different sizes, locations, and stretch of fabrics. Size chart is for reference only, there may be a little difference with what you get. Material Type: 35% Cotton – 65% Polyester Soft material feels great on your skin and very light Features pronounced sleeve cuffs, prominent waistband hem and kangaroo pocket fringes Taped neck and shoulders for comfort and style Print: Dye-sublimation printing, colors won’t fade or peel Wash Care: Recommendation Wash it by hand in below 30-degree water, hang to dry in shade, prohibit bleaching, Low Iron if Necessary Vist our store at: Click here to view Abayamzclothing This product belong to trung-van Blessed To Be Called Mom And Gigi Laurel T-Shirt from AmazinkShirt.com This is one great way to put your personal stamp on a gift for someone special (or tailor it specifically to that someone special’s style). Start from scratch to make your own concert t-shirts, college t-shirts, funny t-shirts, gym t-shirts, mothers day t-shirt, fathers day shirts, valentines day shirts, birthday shirts or much more special occasions. Every order is reviewed by an expert artist, confirming that your design turns out exactly the way you envisioned it! Custom clothing is also an excellent gift idea for tradeshows, reunions or corporate gifts. If you love this shirt, please click on the link to buy it now: Buy this Just a tip I promise I guess it wasn’t just a tip shirt Because Satan has what they call an attachment trama. Her mom left her when she was 3 months old. Who knows how she got to the ripe old child bearing age. But she did. She has as much knowledge on raising happy, healthy, independent people as I have experience in rocket science. Whatever that is. Everything is black and white in Satan’s mind. To her, if her spawn wanted to see his dad that meant he didn’t love her. To Satan if her spawn loved his dad and showed it in anyway that meant he hated her. Because Satan is not capable of considering her spawn before her. So her spawn grows resentful. But very dependant in every way. They take a child and punish them for something that comes as natural to them as breathing. They make the child feel ashamed for things they know nothing about. They are being psychologically manipulated and used to boost egos. Without any consideration what so ever for their well being. You see it’s all about Satan feeling superior. To feel good is to make someone else feel bad. They really have to win at any cost. Two teenagers were killed in a car wreck last winter. Two very close friends of my daughter’s. My daughter at this point barely comes home anymore always having to be with Satan and Satan’s issues. But this night I called her. Her and a friend were at Satan’s house. And this is what happened. They drop friend off and she comes flying in the driveway and gets out before it’s even stopped good. She’s screaming at me about how I’m this and that and how I don’t even care about my daughter. Telling me how the friend she just dropped off was making fun of my daughter 2 days before and exactly what she supposedly said about her. My daughter is so distraught that she’s hyperventilating and vomiting by the back step. And spawn is busy working in the garden about 10 feet away all shits and giggles. All I said was “you don’t have to scream at me and now is not the time for your bullshit.” She marched in the house behind my daughter saying some thing about f’ ing b this and that. Satan follows my daughter to the bathroom and I follow Satan. I put my hand and her shoulder and leaned into her ear and said I’ve got this, thank you. I pulled her out of the bathroom door and shut the door in her face. My poor little girl. Red faced. And hyperventilating. Grieving her friends. And just heard that her best friend was making fun of her. All of that happened because Satan did not feel in control at the moment. She had to regain that feeling by any means necessary. She didn’t care that those two girls needed each other at that time. She didn’t care that it hurt my daughter down to her soul to hear what her best friend had said about her. She didn’t care that they were grieving. All she cared about was in her mind, the fact they wanted to come home meant she was being abandoned. Satan still tells this story like I’m the one that was out of line. They have to reign supreme by any means. They will destroy their own children to do so. By elevating themselves they destroy the child. The child in turn becomes narcissistic to survive in being raised in Hell. Their narcissism developing over time learning from the one they seek approval from. Mirroring Satan. I struggle to write this because I really do have a loving mother, and I believe she did the very best as she knew how when she raised me. I love her very much and we are close now, and she’s such an important part of my family’s and kids’ lives. With that said, there are several things that she has said and done over the years that have had a negative effect on my self esteem, my aspirations, and my self value. One is that my mom has very strongly-held gender views, which she projected on me. As a child, I was always a tomboy- more into playing outside digging in dirt, climbing trees, playing sports, than doing more traditionally girly things. I always sensed that this bothered her somewhat, as she always nagged me to be more ladylike, act like a lady, and commented on how ungrateful I was. Not that I ever really cared about any of those things as a child, but these comments did become ingrained in my “truth” about myself, and even now, I have to fight the belief that I can’t be graceful or that I am not womanly enough. Well I hope you want to live alone in a trailer in the desert and never have children or a family. And at that point I lost interest in all things related to science- that’s when I got the message that science careers weren’t for girls- because who would want to marry a girl to live in a trailer in the desert? Do you remember when you were little? Did you have a mom or dad or somebody that seemed almost God like or at least super hero status? I did. I thought my daddy knew everything. And mostly he did. I would have done anything to make my dad happy I guess. Luckily God blessed me with a kind, loving dad. He had a big heart and was never short on the atta girls or I’m proud of yous. Now, imagine that same person without the loving kindness. The child trying to please someone larger than life that can not be pleased. Or they control in every way how you will please them if you do. A child searching instinctively for something that is not there. It’s a facade. It’s all smoke and mirrors. The child either conforms to their will in every way or suffer the consequences. My ex and his mother. Two peas in pod those two. They sit around and she talks. She tells tales about everybody she’s ever known I guess. It used to amaze me how in 10 minutes you would know about most of the people in town, their kin folks, all their dirty laundry, and what they were like when they were little. I don’t even know that many facts about my own family members. Much less keep a running dialogue of every body I encountered that week. She loved doing this. Repeating the same shit over and over. With a very superior, haughty attitude to boot. God don’t like ugly. Just sayin. I can not imagine growing up around this mess. I’ve finally caught on to what is really going on in this narcesspool they call a family. Only took me 20 years. But it will take 20 more before I back down. Satan and her spawn. Satan being so superior will obviously have superior offspring right? At least that’s what she’s told her spawn all his life. Never having to face consequences. Except hers. Always blaming anybody but him for his shortcomings. And this is the important part. Alienating him from his dad. Spoiler alert. Her spawn hates her. He hates his dad. He hates himself. And he hates me and my children. But. Spawn is letting her do it all over again with his own children. To scared to do anything about it. And the spawns dad is helping it happen because he’s just happy to be included. Product detail for this product: Suitable for Women/Men/Girl/Boy, Fashion 3D digital print drawstring hoodies, long sleeve with big pocket front. It’s a good gift for birthday/Christmas and so on, The real color of the item may be slightly different from the pictures shown on website caused by many factors such as brightness of your monitor and light brightness, The print on the item might be slightly different from pictures for different batch productions, There may be 1-2 cm deviation in different sizes, locations, and stretch of fabrics. Size chart is for reference only, there may be a little difference with what you get. Material Type: 35% Cotton – 65% Polyester Soft material feels great on your skin and very light Features pronounced sleeve cuffs, prominent waistband hem and kangaroo pocket fringes Taped neck and shoulders for comfort and style Print: Dye-sublimation printing, colors won’t fade or peel Wash Care: Recommendation Wash it by hand in below 30-degree water, hang to dry in shade, prohibit bleaching, Low Iron if Necessary Vist our store at: Click here to view Abayamzclothing This product belong to trung-van
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