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the reality of my father not being around hurts me so much. and its hitting me so hard.
it started yesterday when i woke up finding my mother cleaning and packing up his stuff.
that puts into prospective that its real.
ive cried 3 times today.
and i wish that i could talk to you.
i feel so cheated.
no one deserve this.
it hurts.
i thought writing would make me feel better. but it makes me cry harder.
it started yesterday when i woke up finding my mother cleaning and packing up his stuff.
that puts into prospective that its real.
ive cried 3 times today.
and i wish that i could talk to you.
i feel so cheated.
no one deserve this.
it hurts.
i thought writing would make me feel better. but it makes me cry harder.