dear dad, I reserve my most vile bile thoughts and words for you. Your psychotic cluelessness is way beyond angry outbursts and f-bombs. No I will not be like your sisters money grabbing sons in law that you got off praising in front of me. All you wanted was for me to fulfill YOUR dream so you could be even more pompous. F****** ghetto attitude and deep inside, you would not know how to deal because for me to rise fast to success, I would have had to shut you out. What can I say, I am not proud of you. You are a loser because you lost me. Have fun being dead like you usually were. I wish i ridiculed you and shoved you across the room. How dare you treat me like a third wheel to booze. What was life to you anyway. I couldn’t tell you of my biggest blessings in life because true happiness was alien to you. Your sister is f****** catatinic and probably never laughed ever? I hate your family, i unfriended them, not like they gave a s*** anyway. How dare you not pay attention to the world around you, but accuse me of not paying attention. I am blessed by one thing, to know friendship. playfulness and happiness, something that I an sorry was all around you but was apparently invisible to you. If I knew who you were then I would miss you, but you remain in my memory as just a lost soul.
