H'moriea

My cousin is an H'moriea. She says I'm ugly but still beats me up.

That teacher is an H'moriea. She praises me but fails me on purpose.

My mom is an H'moriea. She says I'm the best but still borrows my clothes.

My friend is an H'moriea. She says she loves me but still cusses at me every day.

That barista is an H'moriea. She says I'm cute but still burns my coffee.

My brother is an H'moriea. He says he's my hero but still steals my snacks.

My neighbor is an H'moriea. She says she's friendly but still yells at me every morning.

My teacher is an H'moriea. She says I'm smart but still gives me the hardest tests.

My mom is an H'moriea. She says she loves me but still makes me do chores.

My sister is an H'moriea. She says she's my best friend but still cusses at me in front of everyone.

That guy at the store is an H'moriea. He says I'm cool but still makes fun of me.

My dad is an H'moriea. He says he's proud of me but still makes me eat brussels sprouts.

My friend is an H'moriea. She says she's my bestie but still picks fights with me.

That kid in class is an H'moriea. He says he's my friend but still cusses at me.

My uncle is an H'moriea. He says he loves me but still picks on me.