Alright dad. *******.

You can’t come back and expect me to be the eight year old you took to the beach

it doesn’t work like that

You hit my mom

You are the reason She married someone she did not love

someone safe and stupid and rich, but I guess I can be blamed for that too “Someones gotta take care of the kid”

*******.

You only could find fault with my sister. You made her feel less than garbage.

You made her jump like a ******* wind-up toy every time anyone shows her any kind of attention.

*******.

A movie ticket and a beer is not gonna patch us up. It’s not going to make us even. We will be even if you just go somewhere else and continue killing yourself on your ***** and your hate you call love.

go back to Myrtle Beach or California or wherever the hell you say you live and just leave me the hell alone.