He wasn't there when I needed him the most, when I wanted to see him in the crowd that was clapping their hands to me, when I wanted to see that look of proudness on his face, when I wanted to see him taking photos of me while I'm having my biggest moments... He was just sitting there judging me harshly making me hate my body, my personality, my mentality... He was just trying to achieve his goals at work whenever I wanted to be his top priority... He just kept walking away whenever I wanted him to be at my side, to encourage me, to hug me after I get off stage and to tell me how much he's proud of me... I just wanted to feel like other girls felt with their daddies, but unfortunately I had never had a daddy, I just had a biological father...
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RandomHaving lots and lots of storms inside of my head, I decided to present them to the world..
