Fuck him
So, my dad comes home and just starts bitching as usual. No, “hey Alissa how are you? Oh you made dinner? Thanks…” nope… nothing but bitching… fan-fuckin-tastic. Whatever. I need to find my own place… and soon….
I’m done ranting now.
So, my dad comes home and just starts bitching as usual. No, “hey Alissa how are you? Oh you made dinner? Thanks…” nope… nothing but bitching… fan-fuckin-tastic. Whatever. I need to find my own place… and soon….
I’m done ranting now.
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well sorry he was a dick. sounds like you did a lot worth appreciating.
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