Bob McGoogle

Don't call me daughter, not fit to. The picture kept will remind me.

The anger boils under my skin while I listen to you talk about your other daughter and how you're planning and paying for her wedding. How you know so much about her and her fiance but know nothing of me and mine. You tell me all of this shit as if I care. You talk to me about Jesus and how I need to go to church. Well you know what Dad? Fuck God. Fuck God right in the ass and fuck you too.


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