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Monday, June 19, 2006 Right now, i feel like giving you one punch. Honestly. I've never felt like this towards you before. I've thought of giving you a piece of my mind so many times but always held back because i feel i should respect you as my father. But, shit, you are really pushing my limit.I've said this a million times, i don't want what i'm having now but you keep blaming me for getting it. For my whole life where the fuck where you? You were there in the yusof ishak notes. Yea, i gotta admit that. Shit. I hate to depend on you for money but right now i gotta lower my head and take money from you. You still dare to call yourself my father. You have no bloody right to call me your son. Ya, shit you. I heard you told mummy to tell me to behave myself. Balls to you. You show me where i misbehave and if i really did i will say sorry and change. Out of respect and out of love i decided to call you out on fathers day. What the shit i get? A tekan session. Never meet you for 2 weeks my self-confidence grew slowly day by day. Just 2 hours with you, shit, almost everything came crashing down. You broke mummy down and now you wana do the same to your son. What kind of father and husband are you? You drove me to the point that i asked my uncle if i could break my ties with you. Do you know how hurt i felt? I bet you don't. You don't know a thing! But i want to thank God for T, my close friends and an 'extended family' who has been there for me everytime i'm down esp T. Life would have been unbearable if not for You and the people You've put in my life. Thank You Jesus. |
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