Eight Years, One Hour, 26 minutes
I don't do personal messages here that often, what with this being my Fic-journal, but I'm gonna do one now.
Those of you who still have a father worth having anything to do with at all: Let him know you're thinking of him. Fuck, let him know you love him, if you do.
Those of you who still have a father worth having anything to do with at all: Let him know you're thinking of him. Fuck, let him know you love him, if you do.