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Thursday, October 7, 2010
your voice, it irks me. you're my father, yeah, so? you buy meals for me. i can do it myself. you dont even give me allowance, from the day ive understood things, i know it has ALWAYS been my mother who has been feeding me. it is FOR HER that im still trying to pretend that you exist in my life. you drink, you come home, you sleep, you're off to work. you're just too stubborn, i dont wanna talk to you at all. |
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-Mayfish, Dance Drill.
