I don't think he'll ever read any of these, but I'm kinda hoping he reads this one.
I want you to know that for however many times you've said a joke or made fun of me then said I needed to grow thicker skin 'cause I cried, you seem to have paper-thin skin nowadays. Because you seem to bitch and moan and yell over the smallest things directed towards you by your children So, I hope you know that I will never respect you if you chose to throw a hissy fit over my statements and jokes. Oh boo hoo, you 17 year-old called you an ass. Oh boo hoo, you 13 year-old called you a douche. Oh boo hoo, you can home grouchy I tried lightening the mood by going "ah-bur ah-gur" everything you grumbled. Get the fuck over yourself and grow a pair. You are almost fucking 50 years old.
YOU ARE READING
Kinda a public diary. I don't know.
RandomLiterally no one needs to read this. This is more for managing my thoughts when I'm off my meds than to entertain. If you do end up reading this, I am so fucking bad at spelling and grammar, so bare with me. Also, this is more or less a shitpost m...
