yet another fight w/ dad
hi ****** (name that shall not be mentioned), nice to have u bak. how r yur horses doing?
(can u since my sarcasm? beautiful thing aint it?)
let me just start off w/ a few words: shit, fuck, damn, ass, bitch, whore, skank, slut, dumbass, dipshit, heffer, asshole, fatass...o ya, and thunder cunt.
ok so to my entry: once agen, fighting w/ dad. wont even go into details. gfs bak, trees rnt safe nemo (wait theyre dads trees b/c he pays for them. im sry. my mother effing bullshit of a bad.)...uhh...dad thinks i need more rein b/c im heading down that road, i dont want him to be happy, i want to be his mate (disgusting rite? ugh i about puked when he sed that), i cant except ne woman in his life...o and the highlights of the day: "shut the hell up" , "y dont u just go home" , "yur mom is crap. shes a lier" - dear ol' daddy.
ya so same typical stuff. not much to say cept that. honestly, ive given up. hes to self concerned and im tired of trying to get our relationship to be good. itll prob never work. and of course thats my fault, b/c nothings ever his. but then of course, the green stuff has nothing to do with it. its just me.
- typed: "the calculating, manipulative child" and my personal fav: "the problem child from a divorced family whos heading down a road". honestly, wut a load of bullshit that last one is.