People call me strong. Until today.... I never knew why.
I feel bad, for my father, in a way.
He thinks that he's been through tough things? And he thinks he's making things better.
He doesn't care about anyone.
He's a Jackass.... or really a Jerkass who can't think about anybody but himself.
When I'm 18, I'm going to college, singing on tik tock or whatever its called and youtube and doing art tutorials and maybe oboe and violin tutorials and calling my channel "Artsy Ally", or something like that and I'll be recognized by a music producer or a celebrity or SOMEONE and I'll become a legend.
That is probably not gonna work
