Dear Blackout,My mother has never called me by name, she calls me beautiful“How was your day, beautiful?”“Beautiful, help clean up.”“Yes, beautiful?”And I believed her.But then I turned on the tv,flipped through the
Dear Blackout,My mother has never called me by name, she calls me beautiful“How was your day, beautiful?”“Beautiful, help clean up.”“Yes, beautiful?”And I believed her.But then I turned on the tv,flipped through the
