I've been told my whole life that Hate is a strong word. but sometimes it's necessary. When ever I use the word, I mean it. If I say I hate you. I hate you, there's no buts . It's just fact, I'm not sorry about it either. I don't dislike people, I hate people. Humans are the most hateful people ever, some are nice. Keyword some, there's always going to be someone better than you. It matters how rich you are or how many innocent people you've killed. Not how many people have they saved or helped. This world is messed up, rotten to the core. Same with people, and that's the truth people are hiding.
My father has always had a bad drinking problem, my mother was obviously here before me. She's told be ever since they were dating he's been drinking. He's also a complete ass hole. He will do whatever he can to make your life a living hell. When my mom left my dad we lived in Hawaii, which is an island in the middle of the pacific so she only packed a suitcase full of clothes. She left all her things, two years later she meet up with my dad he gave her most of her clothes and her safe. He went through all her things including the safe. Whatever she didn't get is either being used by his nepotistic wife. She literally kept all my moms things, her hair straighteners, hair dryers I mean everything. He also kept almost all of out baby photos, he kept usb drives with my sisters baby photos on. When I was there at his house I found that usb drive and i downloaded all the photos onto my computer. He deleted a lot of them. This bitch went through my mothers safe and took things out of there. Who has the audacity to do that, how about I go to your house and take your shit? Oh it's not just my mom he did this to. He did this to everyone. And they all forgave him.
