Dear, You.
It's Halloween and I really want to eat some candy. Well, I know that I can, I just don't have enough money to buy any.
It's really disappointing and I'm not asking my dad to give me money.
He's been really unpleasant lately.
He said that he's gonna send me to therapy but it hasn't happened yet. And I'm wondering if he changed his mind overnight or something.
I think I would like him more if he just let the idea of me going to therapy, go. I'd really appreciate
He really should be spending his money on candy for me rather than on therapy that won't make a difference.
Anyways, its midnight and I'm tired.
Goodnight.
From, Me.
YOU ARE READING
to him.
Fanfic"I guess I was obsessed, or just looking for someone to listen to the words I couldn't form with my own mouth." Started 08/28/15 - Completed 03/11/17
