They don't care about us

Tatianna grabbed the phone and slowly dialed her parents phone number. "Please answer." Tatianna pleaded to herself. The phone began to ring, after about 4 rings someone picked up. "Hello?" it was her mother. "Mom..." , "Tatianna?" her mother berkata surprised. "Yes mom its me." ," Oh my god! me and your father thought anda were dead!" her mother sobbed. "No...but ive been close to death one than once." Tatianna began to cry. "What have anda been doing all these years? how have anda been supporting yourself?" her mother asked. "You going to be so upset with me when i tell anda this...but i was selling...

All of you... do anda know? Do anda know who I really am? I'm not new, I'm not truly Pinkie... I admit it. I admit I'm Vexi... yes, the Vexi who utterly loves Lisa Marie Presley. Are anda wondering why I made a new account with a new username, not telling who I really am? Well anda all probably remember what I'd done before my suspension... how immature I acted, how unreasonable I acted. I don't know who I was, but that wasn't me. I'm guessing I was angry... atau angry at my personal problems. I disrespected a lot of you, and I didn't realize it... I came across as if I hated you, but I never truly...