Oh that's bullshit and you know it. I was fine with Joint until that hussy you decided to 'date' started insisting he call her 'Mom'. You think he didn't tell me about that? And then he started getting all upset and confused. If Carman wants to be a mother so damn badly she can go get herself knocked up. I will *Not* Have my son calling that bitch mom, thanks
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You know what, I really don't care that you're happy with the woman you cheated on me with. I could care less if you stay with her. But letting her cut his hair like that? Demanding he call her mom? No, fuck it. I am not going to pretend that that's okay in any way.
And Maybe if you actually sat down and had a conversation with him that didn't invlove you trying to buy him so much shit that you don't feel guilty anymore, you would know these things. He's always trying to talk to you and all you ever do is take him to the park and take him to the zoo and whatever. And for the record, I'm perfectly fine with you taking him places. God knows I can't afford it, and if it makes him happy then great. But you don't listen to him. You have one night a week and every other weekend, but you don't fucking listen.
And when I try to tell you this, you always turn it back on me like I'm trying to make you into a horrible fucking parent, and 'I KNOW MY KID, DON'T TELL ME I DON'T.' I'm not. I tried to tell you about the crying but you just went
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And Maybe if you actually sat down and had a conversation with him that didn't invlove you trying to buy him so much shit that you don't feel guilty anymore, you would know these things. He's always trying to talk to you and all you ever do is take him to the park and take him to the zoo and whatever. And for the record, I'm perfectly fine with you taking him places. God knows I can't afford it, and if it makes him happy then great. But you don't listen to him. You have one night a week and every other weekend, but you don't fucking listen.
And when I try to tell you this, you always turn it back on me like I'm trying to make you into a horrible fucking parent, and 'I KNOW MY KID, DON'T TELL ME I DON'T.' I'm not. I tried to tell you about the crying but you just went ( ... )
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