People come and go... People love and hate... Sometimes it's both. In this case, I love that you came into my life father. But I hate that you left me so soon...
This is the relationship between me and my stepfather. Hes not my biological father, but I'm glad he loved and cared for me and my sister. He left this world too early...
(TW: death, violence, drug talk, Hospital, attempt of suicide, and hurting self. Do not read if you aren't okay with any of these things, please.)