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Spending the weekend with my dad was pretty...shitty. I actually thought for some reason that some of the stupid things I've done this past year coke those few times with Tim, ugh I'd understand him more, but it actually made me understand him less, if that was possible. He just turns into a bigger ass each time I see him. He thought I was turning seventeen next week. How fucked do you have to be to not know how old your own kid is?
Then I got home, listened to my mom bitch me out about my "bad choices". After 18 years of me taking care of her, she chooses NOW to start acting like a parent. Why? So I left the house to spend some time with my so-called "bad choice", which was the good time that I've really needed these past couple of days.
My birthday's only a week away, so I hope you all saved your little pennies and dimes. =) And don't worry, anything anyone gets me will be better than the suckfest that was my dad's "present".
Then I got home, listened to my mom bitch me out about my "bad choices". After 18 years of me taking care of her, she chooses NOW to start acting like a parent. Why? So I left the house to spend some time with my so-called "bad choice", which was the good time that I've really needed these past couple of days.
My birthday's only a week away, so I hope you all saved your little pennies and dimes. =) And don't worry, anything anyone gets me will be better than the suckfest that was my dad's "present".