Thursday, September 02, 2010

well. my dad just told me what he thinks of me, not really holding back.
he did it in a way that wasn't yelling... more like an annoyance....
like a boil or a wart or a scab.
guess i am scab.
fuck.
and i was so fucking happy.

serves me right eh?


fuck you all too

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