*sighs* for the first time my dad acturally called me and he and i for awhile and then after i hung up i bawled like a schoolgirl that got her tights riped. he never had time for me and i hate him for that but yet i dont hate him. i just hate not having a dad in my life.
ok so now im all depressed and i have broken fingers from lastnight
but enough of my complaining and being depressed i shall go have a few beers and crash i think
ok so now im all depressed and i have broken fingers from lastnight


take care kiddo, go relax...