I wanna cry, but I won't. I don't cry. Okay that's a lie but what ever.
My father can never say anything nice to me, ever. He thinks it's funny. For example about an hour ago I asked him if I can get my hair cut this weekend. (I'm bi-racial and my hair is poofy! curly! and all around big!) Anyway I asked and he said "What are you going to get done
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