I would love to be a fly on the wall for dinner time conversation at your house..
Lime sitting there all gothed out spewing retarded shit in a drugged out haze, about to nod off in moms bowl of soup she prepared for him.. You sitting there scantily dressed texting old men for attention & *donations* updating your backpage add.
meanwhile Mom off in lala land pretending there's some good that actually came out of having Y'all as kids, while dad sits there in total disbelief contemplating wtf he even bothers going to work everyday to support Y'all. when he could easily take his life savings switch checking accounts & is looking at brocures on where he can fly off to & forget the mistakes he made.