You are mad at me I'm sorry Please don't hit me mommy. I didn't mean to spill my juice on the floor I didn't know skippy would run out the door I'm sorry Please don't hit me mommy. I didn't know you had plans today I wouldn't have gotten sick to make you stay I'm sorry Please don't hit me mommy. So I brought a boy home for you to meet Don't expect him to bow down at your feet I'm sorry Please don't hit me mommy. I'm now 17 years old You caught me drinking and threw me out in the cold I'm sorry Please don't hit me mommy. I'm running away from home Pushed by all the pain you've shown I'm not sorry Go ahead, hit me mommy.Birth sign: Pisces
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