fight for your right
i swear it always seems that when it comes to writting in the live journal it is sad. that might be a good thing though at least i dont keep it all in and like all of a sudden shatter like glass. i wish i was a stronger person. someone who could be happy no matter what negativity comes there way. i cant be though. not with my dad. i really honestly hate him so much and i dont want to but, he hurts my feelings so bad. he is so down right mean. i cant explain who i feel around him. he is always drunk or esleep and when he is awake he is mean to me. i hate it so much when he calls me names especially a fucking cunt. god i hate that word. he calls me it so much i am almost use to it. he doesnt talk to me about anything not even a i'm happy to see you or anything just pick up this or do that or dont fuck up this. i wish i had a dad that said i love you at least once a year and a dad that says happy birthday . or just a dad to talk to. i guess you cant have everything right. you have to settle with what you have. my birthday wish this year is for my dad to disapper. forever.