Guess what. Today I realized who my biological mother is. Zazia, hey girl! Long time no sees. Oh, it must be my fault. I forget about you in Russia.
Now I get why you have been checking me out, my whole life. Yes, your retarded son has my nose. And no, we are still not family. You killed my siblings. You decided which of your children to keep and which not to.
Poor Hayet, I blamed her for shit you did. True there is no one like you out there in being savage. Your family must win again. You killed Ali. You killed my twin sister Fatima. You choose to not keep me. You interviewed Hayet for the blind marriage, between her and my dad.
They way you are so fat. There is always time for tea and cake in your life. Do you still like parties? How about a DNA check party? Hmm?
I’m not born 1991, I’m older. Thanks for letting me know. Also thanks for sending me Tasnim in school. I mean, her mom is your best friend and all but, fucking grow up. I’m just too curious… do you still drag bodies across the floor to make the floors red? Do you still hang out together like that? And then make the house swim in water. Fun times.
I really loved the beach. I loved walking around in my bikini. So did Ali. In bikini. I loved him for it. Such a king. He loved the beach so much, you had to let him be buried in the sea. Thank you! 🙂
I’m my mother’s daughter
Obviously, Hayet raised me. My identity used to be: I am my mother’s daughter. Turns out I have no mother what so ever. If it had been you Zazia, I would have been dead and made your kids even happier. Do you notice how much evilness you trigger in your men? Yeah, my nose and that exaggerated evilness streak in me are from you. You really tricked Hayet. You had two men and choose the least worse one for yourself. At least Hayet wanted a lot of kids, but she also kept them. She didn’t kill them like you. Who does that? You think you are a gangster? You think your crying husband is a gangster because he walks around with guns? What a taste you have.
Yeah, my nose and that exaggerated evilness streak in me are from you. You really tricked Hayet. You had two men and choose the least worse one for yourself. At least Hayet wanted a lot of kids, but she also kept them. She didn’t kill them like you. Who does that? You think you are a gangster? You think your crying husband is a gangster because he walks around with guns? What a taste you have.
You think you are a gangster? You think your crying husband is a gangster because he walks around with guns? Shit what a taste…
The real crazies!
You are all crazy. Between me and you, it’s you who are the crazy one in comparison to my dad. Hayet didn’t leave us kids to him like you did. You starved us and ate cake yourself. How could you let my dad desicate Fatima like that? He took away one leg, fingers, an eye and burned her hair!!!
Just so you know. Me, Ali and Fatima think it’s you! Thanks for supporting our father in his craziness as well. A beautiful community you created. Yes, you! And your best friend, of course! I mean the dating invention you people created is a Nobel Prize winner. All these tunnels and stairs you let your men build through different apartments. Did you find your way up to heaven yet? Fancy swimming pools and elevators in the house. Real engineers. With a tropical touch of sharks. One of a kind. The Russians are jealous.
Was Ali too gay for you? All these grown ass men you had as a role model for him. Seriously though. Your “men” dressed in dresses and put on makeup and wore heels. Where do you think Ali picked up the habit from? Yeah, them “men”.
These “men”, are not men. And you are not a woman because real women want respect, but girls want attention. Fatima, for instance, wanted respect. You “grown-ups” were and still are a bunch of teenagers.
How could you tell Ali that Lamine should have killed him instead of that lovely ginger baby Lamine had kidnapped from an orphanage? How is killing right in any way? Yeah, that baby truly loved you. He was very compassionate. But so did Ali. But do you really think you are love material? How come you are looking for true love when you don’t have any in you? You have to be “true love” to attract true love. Even Ali left you cuz’ you had none in you. What was the weapon you used to hit his head so badly? You shoot him with something. Oh, don’t worry about it. I’ll figure it out just like I figured out who you really are!
All you did in your life was smoke, drink and have sex with a lot of teenagers. So don’t blame me for leaving you. Oh, and you forced kids to raise their hands and participate in getting raped. Thank you for your strong character! Corrupt police force!
Are you love material?
But do you really in your fucking sane mind think you are love material? How come you are looking for true love when you don’t have any in you? You have to be “true love” to attract true love. Even Ali left you cuz’ you had none in you. What was the weapon you used to hit his head so badly? You shoot him with something. Oh, don’t worry about it. I’ll figure it out just like I figured out that you are my biological mother. Shit, you lived 20 minutes away from me and you always looked at me like you don’t know me!
One sec though… You really, really think you are love material? You are not even girlfriend material. Chill your itchy tits bitch. Obs, I mean hold your horses. Horny killer.
Kids or dogs?
If you have a dog that barks at an intruder. Do you still listen to the intruder or do you listen to your dog? You should have listened to Ali, as the dog he was to you. Yeah, you raised us like dogs but you don’t even understand dogs. How will you understand humans? Ali barked at my grandpa! A lot!!! He fought him like a lion!
But NOOO, kids need to be raped. That’s how you raise them. You never intended to keep your own son. Or Fatima. Or me. Don’t you dare to call Ali a cheater! You cheated on Ali first! With my grandpa. You are a sucker for dick and he is a sucker for love.
Man vs. Boy
Sorry, I stole the only man you had. But real men can’t be stolen. He left. Sorry, you drunk ass bitch. You ruined his brain with all the alcohol you gave him. But still, he knew better than to be with you. He wanted a woman that respected herself. 😉 Here you have me. Thank you!
How the hell could you afford champagne anyway?
Thank God, I respected myself enough to forget you ever gave birth to me.
True Love vs. Clingy Hoe
He left your clingy co-dependent platinum vagina, that made him sick. Ali was clearly better than anyone out there. He challenged grandpa and made him realize how wack he was. My grandpa didn’t hate Ali because Ali wasn’t a good boy. He hated him because Ali pointed out his insecurities and flaws. Is there a problem with that? Sex is an art of true Love. Obviously, no one out there was better than Ali at Love! True Love.
If you had any real love in you, why would you trash talk your own son with everyone? Even me! Why would you alienate him from his siblings? Why weren’t we allowed to be like brother and sister? The answer: you had no love in you, for you to teach your kids to love one another. But we did anyway. We were taught from God. It’s unfortunate we loved your way though. How come you don’t like what you teach us, and who’s fucking fault is that? That’s the only “love” that we saw and excited.
It’s unfortunate we loved your way though. Yes, we had sex. How come you don’t like what you teach us, and who’s fucking fault is that? That’s the only “love” that we saw and that existed around us.
You left Fatima in our dad’s rape/drama and blamed Fatima. Are you insane? So what is a kid supposed to do when they are being hit on their face? To raise it’s hands up when its parents tell it to. Oh, so you were the police? We must have misunderstood the difference between parenting and policing. Our bad. Such an experience to watch your own daughter lose fingers, a leg and get a jerked spine so she lost her speaking ability. I mean, how often do you experience that? You had only this one chance. I mean, all these kids that you ate but noo.
Such an experience to watch your own daughter lose fingers, a leg and get a jerked spine so she lost her speaking ability. I mean, how often do you experience that?
He malformed her face. Because she wouldn’t smile or let herself be impressed by him. Because she was scared. So he tore her lips like the joker’s face. I mean Zazia, how often do you experience that?
But you only had this one chance. I mean, all these kids that you ate but noo. Popcorn anyone? I know you love drama, but that’s not even called drama. You helped him write a script, film her, and sex groom her. That’s not how you help mentally ill people Zazia. Oh, gosh who am I talking to. You people used to act together in front of the camera to sell dramas.
It must have been fun for you to dress up and role play. In your eyes though, the only one who was acting was Fatima. Acting like she doesn’t know who is rolling her life. Who doesn’t want a boss for a mother? That can’t even press the record button. Lucky you, you had two babies to play with and destroy. I hope you understand that that’s not drama.
It’s called survival. I survived! Rape is a sex crime. You took my twin away from me. You took me away from her. You took us away from each other.
I’m the only kid you will regret giving birth to!
Dating – Stoneage way?
Dating experiment that went too far, anyone? Oh, no… it’s probably just my fault all of it. I made you do whatever you did. You are such a heaven sent white lady that like to eat people and cake. What could possibly be wrong with you? Everyone wants such a mother for their children. And every kid wants you as a mother as well. What kid doesn’t dream about being cooked in an oven? Or washing machine? Huh? Or being stomped to death? I mean, all these options and more. Dream life. The creative life.
You know, I grew up thinking I was named after Shakib’s daughter Amina. My mom felt sorry for how they never changed her diaper. Poor girl. Turns out, she was me. And you two played football with me. Bitches!
Blood, blood, blood
Blood is thicker than water they say. Thank God water is better to drink than blood. Washed my hand from you a long time ago.
Do you still hunt people in the beach forest? A question: How many kids do you need to eat to gain 50 kg?
After 28-29 years, I’m back to just say hello. Damn, you lived 20 minutes away from me. That makes you the best mom ever. Thanks for keeping yourself out of my life, I needed that.
Hello, I just wanted to say Hello!
Thank you for reading through!
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