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9:21 p.m. - Sunday, Sept. 19, 2004 Me: Oh, yeah, I forgot that you said you would cut my hair this weekend... Mom: I've been making money all weekend, Bethany! I swear, it's like she thinks she can talk to me any damn way she pleases and I'm not supposed to feel. I'm not supposed to react, not supposed to be hurt. I started to say something to her, but didn't. She once told me not to talk to her like she was Lonnie...well, maybe she should practice what she preaches not talk to me like I'm the shit beneath her feet.
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