Oh my god i literally cry about my barbies all the fucking time and it's starting to get annoying bc I don't wanna be sad about them bc there's nothing I can change. Instead of an apology from my dad I get a threat about bringing it up again when I didn't get money when 90% of that stuff was birthday presents from other people. Don't even get a fucking apology from him and he claims it's not his fault but holy hell how stupid is he did he really think I wanted them sold like does he even think?? What the fuck and now some bitch ass kid has them and they're probably all ruined and I wanted to keep them for my daughter but he's whatever dad use them to put cash in your fucking pocket.
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Meredith's Thoughts Volume IV
नॉन-फिक्शनYou know how it be down in Mere town. Welcome back. (If you haven't read Mere's Thoughts 1-3 they're still here and I'd suggest reading those first to get some background knowledge if you care haha)
