• There's something wrong with him. There has to be. Here's the deal. My Dad and I were fighting again. Because he wanted to stay the night and I refused. I told him no way, because I didn't trust him for shit. He rolls his eyes at me and says 'we have no real problems in this family anymore. Stop creating them.' Yeah. He actually said that. My response? 'Yeah Dad. You're a just a rapist. The kind that goes after kids more than a quarter your age. Nope, no problems at all.' So yeah. He got mad and stomped upstairs. Needless to say, he's not staying tonight. I don't trust him. At all. I'm going to the gym tomorrow. No doubt I'll pass out. Two hours isn't easy on an empty stomach. It's two in the morning. This insomniac is going to try and sleep. Doubt it, though. =) Night, everyone. xox.me

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