Can’t we just have a normal relationship.
Well, I shot that in the foot by running my mouth.
That one time, y’Know, chronically online.
Why can’t you just be normal, mom?
Hon, I was never normal, that’s why your father…
I never fit into the container.
I was always spilling out.
So that’s what this is about.
All that doubt got worn away at the edges
I’m sorry hon, I’ve done many things for you.
But this is the one thing I can’t undo.
Now here is how to tie your shoe.

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