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Aug. 28th, 2005 12:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
here_inmyheadDear Dad,
I hope your senile little brain cracks you down to a writhing nightmare the moment you dare speak. The worse your temper, the louder your voice, the sharper the pain. :D
You aren't as great and big and wonderful as you think you are. Now go suck your thumb and complain about yourself being unappreciated. Come back when you can actually keep promises--and CHANGE. Wait, I forget. You're always right--I mustn't argue with you. After all, it's never also YOUR responsibility when something goes wrong.
I'm SICK of you.
I hope your senile little brain cracks you down to a writhing nightmare the moment you dare speak. The worse your temper, the louder your voice, the sharper the pain. :D
You aren't as great and big and wonderful as you think you are. Now go suck your thumb and complain about yourself being unappreciated. Come back when you can actually keep promises--and CHANGE. Wait, I forget. You're always right--I mustn't argue with you. After all, it's never also YOUR responsibility when something goes wrong.
I'm SICK of you.
