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I'm supposed to write a thank you card. My birthday was june 11th, I imagine the card from my grandparents arrived at my mom's house around then. My mom sent me the card, their address, a blank thank you card, and stamps. I still haven't sent it. Call me a bastard, but I'm just not thankful. There was a check in there, for $25, which isn't nothing, but I'm not thankful. That is their standardized procedure for all grandchildren. It doesn't mean that they care about me. They don't even know me, and good riddance, mostly. My grandma only cares about when I'll get married, if I go to church, and why I'm not fat enough. My grandpa has the mind of an 8 year old boy. He only cares about himself. So it just comes down to indulging my mom's insanity, which is something I already do plenty of. (My mom is another story... she definitely does care Very Much about me)
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