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So…True Story:

Gotta phone call today…got a phone call about my daughter Natalie(See Post: Dear World)”, seems as though justice really is blind…Fuck it, I think I’m saying..So..Once again I get to lose something that matters the world to me. Damn, I took a heart hit today. What your read below is what I do when I have a bad day, or my heart gets broken, this I cope when I am sad…Perhaps that’s sad, whatever, today I just don’t give a FUCK.

Fuck You, if you take my daughter, fuck you if you think you know what’s best for her, and fuck you if thought that I didn’t care. Fuck you for thinking that her dumbass fucking mom really cares, HELLO, she’s a FUCKING BITCH, she just wants the money, don’t be fooled by the faces, check my daughters scares, you can clearly see them there. In her eyes and her heart are where the answers lay to “what’s best for her” and well yeah I may have my own problems, but none of my problems have been any of your courts…I say things a lot, that’s my problem. I think out loud all of the time, that’s my problem. I have emotions, I have no job, I go to school and yeah well my life’s not perfect, but I bet you couldn’t get the kids in my house to agree with that view. I mean it’s not like I’m talking about my “job” or anything, but I’ve been a part for over 9 years now and well by comparison to her mother, I’d say my “parenting history” is pretty clean. I mean yeah I may have gotten my daughters to addicted to Halo, but just last night we were online OWNING FOOLS as a Team. We even played Aegis Wing, together, so maybe I’ve also ‘caused an HD Addiction. But fuck, my girls are still hooked on books and everyday they learn and teach each other things, um…in 9 years they haven’t “missed” a meal, may not have had the meal that they wanted, but even when I didn’t, they ate. I’m not afraid to admit  that I’ve done whatever I felt was necessary for them to have, even if it meant by me having not. I’ve put in the effort, I can make you a promise, or tell you what I can do..Not because I wouldn’t know where to start, but because I wouldn’t know where to end. My children are an area were I NEVER FAIL, I may make mistakes, but I have not nor will not fail. I already said it, but again I’ll bring it up, I may not have a job..but I have enough income to support another part of my heart. She’s my child, I’ll give up everything “personal” that I have for her. I can make it work, I’m doing it now. I mean no disrespect to the mother of my child for the words I said before, but damn,I really wanna know how in the FUCK can a room full of people with college degrees be so FUCKING DUMB?

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