drinkingintohell
There is hope as long as death exists
- Dec 26, 2024
- 6
Man. Crying over here about my dad being such a piece of shit. A part of me forever yearns for him to love me and care. I hate the man, but I still *want* to love him. He's the man who made me, I have his eyes and hair, his mannerisms. But oh how I long to be nothing like him. He's abused me and family beyond repair. I've seen him hit my mother and scream in my face, but I still wish he would apologize with sincerity some day. I just want my dad, I want what every other fucking kid had. It hurts a lot to not have parents who you can love. This shit sucks.