My rship with my mum is a very odd one. Tumultuous at best. If there is an epitome of love hate relationship this would be it. So she had been here for the past 2 weeks. The first 10 days was perfect and then we had a major argument. There is always a major argument that ends in tears, shouts and I hate yous. A day or two later it all dissipates and life goes on.
... And when she leaves I miss her. So much. *tears*
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