BaStaRd call my dad to say i'll be home late i wasn't even out on a date out babysitting till midnight i do not even have the might to fight with him or make him see just what he is doing to me he cares not that i am alone with toddlers and a telephone just cause he did drugs long ago does not mean that i am a ho im always where i say i am not out galavanting with some man so my brother's perfect and im not that doesn't mean that i smoke pot ill get scolded for my grades for all they know hes out at raves i can't help being who i am so what if i like green eggs and ham i can't help some odd things i do think im weird? who cares, FUCK YOU!!!!
Reason for writing:
dickheaded dad
Birth sign: Cancer
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