If My Thoughts Were Heard By You

5th of March

I despise you dad.

I fucking hate you.

You force me to do everything you want.

You yell at me for little things.

If I fight back you hit me.

You fucking took my computer!

The one you were forcing me to do my assignment on.

The one you yelled at me because I said that I would do it but stop forcing me to.

Wow dad, you fucking bitch.

And you say I'm rude!

I'm am | | this fucking close to never wanting to be your daughter ever again.

That fucking close to never wanted to ever call you dad or father again.

The one I really fucking need now is moving away.

All you can think about is how to be a bitch to Brittany.

Am I your punching bag or something because you keep fucking things up with your wife?

The one you supposedly love!

I hate to tell you but it's not that hard to be nice, to feel, to love and to fucking not be a bitch!

I seriously despise you.

Sometimes......

I really want you dead.

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Fml