I dread every moment I'm awake, always

[hail_fire]

I hate him so much.

My father that is.

No, this didn’t just happened. You know it. It’s always been like this. I’m constantly grinding my teeth and dreading my life because of him.

He just could never deal with the fact that maybe I’m not a fuck up just in spite of his efforts.

My whole life; any success, any dream, any ambition. It’s all in spite. I’

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[anonymous]

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Kelsey