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Drakesmom
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God, I need your help in a big way. I am afraid that you have given me this temp job as a way to ruin my unemployment. I'm afraid that it is not a gift at all but a curse. Why would you do that? Why can't you forgive me for the things I have done and start helping me out? I have been punished severely several times and I think I have paid my dues and should be forgiven. I need your help if I am ever to be a real mother to Drake again. I love him and you know that. I'll forgive you for almost killing him if you forgive me for the things I've done when I was young, stupid and scared. It's time to stop torturing me and start helping me. I'll hope and pray for your help but I won't hold my breat. If that worked, I'd have been dead years ago.