Now that I think about it,

I hate my ducebag of a dad.

You’ve never taken care of me a day of my life.

When I was little, you left we waiting in the cold when I was in elementary. Yeah, I remember that shit. When I came home, I had a cold and fever, just so you could sleep in after you had a drunk fest with your friends.

You left me at home ALONE when I was six. Yeah, I remember that too. I was fucking scared of ghosts and shit. Shit scared the fuck out of me.

You always had “business”.  Business= drinking with your friends. 

Never gave me time & love any day of your life, not that your love is worth anything. 

You enrolled me into school a year late. A YEAR LATE, like really?

Fuck you. That’s why we left you. Don’t come crawling back acting like you deserve to  be treated well. You are the one person that I will ALWAYS hate. I’m never forgiving you for the shit you did. “Forgive and forget” does not apply to you in my book.

Get out. Get the fuck out of my life and don’t talk to me ever. I loathe you and hate your guts.