Go figure.
Everything that was while my parents were gone is now a distant dream, the first thing my father does is yell at me for not moving the car up closer to pick them up. You know he has been the only one that is able to make me feel like shit, like I was a mistake and the most stupidest person on this planet. It was great having him gone, and I don't see why my mom puts up with him. Lord I don't know why. One man can make me feel like dirt, I hate him sometimes with a passion. I hate it. It just really really hurts.