in which we continue the narrative:

[gh0stmeat]

In a yelling match tonight, my dad called me a coward, and I, proving him right, threw stuff in a bag and left the house. I experienced being homeless and broke for about two hours until the coffee shop closed and I walked back home through the rain for a hug from my mum. I hope my drollness is funny so far.

I inherited many things from my father

Comments

[wearwoolf]

How can they not know about your tattoos? :O Do you have to hide your skin from your Dad's family?

[wearwoolf]

When I meet your next man, who I hope is a true man-let me tell him of your bravery. :*

[gh0stmeat]

I'm in long-sleeved anything every time there's a family function on that side of the tree. Hehe.