Belle LaMachete

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I had this terrible nightmare in which my mother asked me when she was going to have a grandson, and I told her that never because I didn’t want any kids ever. So she just started crying, so hard, she was so sad. Then the crying became laughter and she just bursted laughing and said “that means you’ll be alone until you die too”