i know that i have said many time before that i hate my dad, but how can you truly hate somebody that aided in creating you? (ew! i do not want to think about that!!!!)
however, i do dislike you quite a bit. im not going into that detail tonight (as whoever reads this is probably sick of hearing me complain about it).
as if you have the nerve, phoning my mother and telling her that she and i hate you. fcuk, i cant hate my own grandmother. i don't like you, but you did that yourself. you never came around and you are to self involved to care about anything about anybody else.
i told mom tonight that she can come to me with anything, and that she doesnt need to worry about me crying if i see her cry...it just comes with the territory, im a huge ball of emotion. so im going to cry no matter what, they're is really nothing that can be done about it. i think she knows now though, that i want her talk about me leaving...because walking away never does a thing.
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