A Conjured Mess of Disastrous Proportions 8

A Daughter’s Burden in a Mother’s Favor~Are You Fkn Kidding Me~

I have to be mindful of what I speak into existence. My intuition has always been strong, and I’m not sure what comes first—either the chicken or the egg—but with my mother, it’s exceptionally heightened. Just one thought, and in a matter of minutes, she’s on the phone line. The same with her as well, but she never dives deep into questionable subjects …