i found my wallet. bless the kind soul who brought it to the police post. and my mother who was so patient and understanding. and most of all, dude for being there at my darkest hours.
and i hate you, ever so much you. no respect, no love, no memories. if you would only let me hate you less. i could stab you and strangle you to death. for making me fatherless, and filled with hurt, anger and hate, running away last night, screaming and crying, headed to nowhere carelessly, till someone else offered me the comfort i couldnt have from you. some other man filled your position in my life. thank you pillar of support. i could only love you more.
