sometimes i write bad things about my family and friends anyone read me may think that i’m oppressed or living in bad conditions, the reality is that i’m not.
Actually i can’t deny that i have got a difficult relations in my childhood and my teenage, but now every thing seems to be alright. I became a friend with my mother , and she love me not like in the past she try to accept me the way i’m despite that we don’t have the same religious point of view.
But it still on me the trace of the past, and all what i have been through, sometimes i can’t forget and i can’t pass over it


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