You know why? He's the most sexist, disgusting, atrocious, repugnant, rotten, godawful, perverted, inconsiderate, monstrous hypocrite of a father I have ever met in my life.
I hate him and I can't stand it anymore.
He thinks just because he makes the money to support us, we have to clean his shit (literally clean his shit that he splatters all over the fucking toilet bowl), we have to bow down to him, we have to listen to him, and we should never defy him.
He is single minded, the things he say must always be right, he will not tolerate anything we say because he is the boss he is the BIG GUN, he is the chief, he is the controller, he is the person who keeps our asses warm. You better fucking kneel down or he'll stick a gun up your ass and pull the trigger. If you prove him wrong, he will not like it, he will scream at you and threaten you to get out of his fucking face.
He is a fucking hyopcrite.
You'll see him screaming at you for leaving trash around the house, then the next minute you see him dropping shit on the floor, looking at it for a few seconds, then walking off, knowing my mom will clean his shit up.
He is fucking disgusting.
He fucking makes that sick laugh and puts his hands in my sisters pants to touch her ass. He lies on the fuckin couch leaving no space for anyone, scratches his balls and watches fucking football.
I'm sorry but is that your fucking team? Are you getting any money out of it? Do you know those players personally? Are you fucking attracted to the ball? Does it improve your life in any sort of way?
Oh and don't stand infront of the TV, he'll use his feet to kick you to the side. of course without warning.
He is so fucking sexist, women cannot drive, they shouldn't be boss, they should stay at home, they should clean up the things that the men leave, basically all the fucking women should just stand behind a man and eat the men's shit as they go along. Yeah, suck it clean from the floor. 'Don't come complaining to me bitch, you're supposed to do it, I gave you this life is lil bitch, yeah kiss my ass'
I cannot fucking wait to earn my own money, fucking get my mom to get a divorce, buy her a fucking big house and take her on holidays and buy her a decent fucking big 50K diamond ring.
Then what am I going to do with my dad?
I will dream of burying him alive, torture him first.
But no, I'm going to fucking hire an accountant or some shit, let him calculate all the money that he has provided us, give it all back to him every month (if i gave it bak to him all at once he'll be fucking rich and he wont need us), then fucking end our relationship, change my fucking last name, and make his life hell.
Ah, I feel better now.
Love
Lollapalooza,
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