Mkay.

My mother and I..how to explain.. our conversations sometimes... interesting...

Once we were in the car and she was changing the radio and it was really horrid music

Me: that's trash

Her: your music is trash

Me: you're trash

Oml, I was testing my life lmaooo

Her: what does that make you, recycling?

XD that was a few months ago lmao so, now once and a while she calls me recycling and I call her trash...we are weird...