I’m fucking crying.
My dad, Shannan, left about two years ago.
I fucking hate that drunk, lying motherfucker.
I just fucking can’t.
It describes the way he feels about this shit too perfectly.
mom was trying to support both me and her. And he was a drunk with no
job. He made promises he knew he couldn’t keep. He lied to my face more
than enough for a lifetime. The Christmas situation actually happened to
us. And. I just.
I can’t. I just fucking can’t.
Fuck you for all of this.
I fuckin love ya Shannan.