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You made me feel, Like there was nothing I could achieve. And all my dreams, We’re too far out of reach. You broke me down, And watched me cry. And didn’t even care,
I thought of you when I read things fall apart I thought of you when I got my black eye I thought of you when I ended up in the hospital for starving myself I’ve thought of many different versions of you
Dear Dad, Yes, you "Dad" I thank you, for the best memories, the giggles, tickles and laughs. Although, being called 'Dad' should be a reward to being a good father,
I’m writing to you because I fumble when I speak My words always crumble and I tend to stumble But it’s time now, Face the music full frontal
They joke about us Better yet They don’t think we are serious Girls with Daddy Issues But we are Everyone thinks
Boats. My thoughts float as easily as they do through the water, Leaving me to wonder what it would've been like had you stayed. Would we have played, long hours at the lake?
Never forget those terrible things he did those terrible things he said the things that made yu cry in bed praying to only see red the blood dripping down your wrists oh alice what will we do with you
Shes afraid of originality, so she doesnt speak her mind.
Hey. Hi Are you ever going to answer me? Daddy, I know I have screwed up alot, but please just say hi?
Mom a word that's supposed to mean safety,but to me it's the epitome of MAYBE, MAYBE she'll be here tonight or tomorrow, MAYBE out drinking, I'm thinking, this word mom makes me feel irate,
I was thinking of you today You taught me so much in so many ways Like how to give up and just say goodbye And then to turn "love" into "wanting-to-die" You and my mom, you had it planned out so well
Dear Dad, You're never there, and you'd think I'm mad, but I'd a;ways think You'd have time to spare, for me. Dear Dad, can't you see, you're the one I've never had.
“Me and my girlfriend are fucking him, too!” she said with an ecstasy hazed look. At first, I shuddered at her grammatical faux-pas. I mean, that’s just bad.
When my wings got seared off by the sun, when i free fell, saw the ashes of my hopes and dreams gently floating after me, I thought I was done, that the ocean would end my agony
jump head first into the flaming inferno because he told you so try not to sweat when he calls you a pussy let the third degree burns be a reminder to never trust a soul
There are moments in the night when I wish for someone to lay next to me, embrace me in their arms, and not let me go till the moon finally takes its leave.
You may only have Two Feet but A step at a time is All it Takes.
My skin, my bones are crumbling. My remains are becoming dust. And from my decomposing self, I hope that your flowers will grow,
I am fragile. To look at me you would see a young woman standing at 5 ft. 3 inches and think “Of course she is fragile.” But no… My stature does not determine my strength.
Hate that has never been in my vocabulary 21 and resentment is all I feel Thanks for attending my party by the way Sarcasm? Yea I'm glad you caught on 21 and every post cuts deep
Dad, a three letter word for father. You know, it takes a man, a an to be a father. You say you ere just a kid, but so was she.So was mom.
every exasperated sigh is a painful reminder of how unhappy you are here. I cringe when I hear you You are like a machine on its last run, ready to give in at any given moment
Anger too heavy to become words. Anger, an exhausting burden haunting my dreams fist flying in my sleep anger not satisfied voice never raised anger sitting in patience afraid of what it might do,