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What Alice Found There


nothing like having an awesome day with my son and losing all the good energy that he provided me courtesy of the most negative person in existence, nothing like being blamed for giving my child an Easter gift and being blamed for her fucking responsibility to take it out of her fucking car, Easter gift, means chocolate, are you a fucking idiot? sick of people and there lack of personal responsibility. I'm thinking about calling the lawyer over the fucking disaster of her car... if the car looks like what the fuck does your house look like? i know what the warning signs are you fucking dumb cunt? if my son is ever abused or neglected my size 11 motorcycle boot while being going to parts unknown, you looked like fucking hell and your car looked like shit, the worse part was my son's most expensive toy was lent to you last week and of course it looks like the fucking booklets are all over the place, only due to chance are you the fucking idiot i chose to raise my son, i cannot fucking believe i used to love you at one point, what the hell was i thinking meeting someone with the exact same personality traits as my fucking biological goof of a father, i have tried being nice, I've tried killing you with kindness, I've tried to maintain the fragile fucking peace that we have maintained for the last little while, i think I'm gonna fulfill my responsibilities and be the best father i can be towards him, but when it comes to you you do not deserve the fucking sweat off from my balls. I'm sick of this nonsense and the lack of respect you treat me, yourself, and our beautiful child. you do not deserve him and we are getting to a place where he realizes it. there is a reason when asked he says i live at my mommy's house and at my daddy's house. there is a reason he calls both places home.; if you ever look the way you do again i am half fucking tempted to call the goddamn Children's aid and i would rather cut my goddamn arm first, why should i be this angry, it's your fault, you wonder why his fucking behavior has turned, he's an angel for me, there might be a fucking reason for that.

Current Mood: Angry, Pissed Off, are you getting the fucking picture??
A Parent leads by example, whether they intend to or not.

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