- I hate you sometimes.
I drink a cup of apple juice. FAT.
I eat a poptart, the first one in over a year+. FATTER.
BI I can't go a day without you making fun of my weight.
I'm not even that heavy.
JUST BECAUSE I'M NOT SKIN AND BONES DOES NOT MEAN I AM FAT.
The doctor said so.
The other doctor said so.
So why can't you just get it through your thick head that I am normal. I'm just not a skeleton like you BI {not to be rude to anyone who are skinny.}
FOR PETE'S SAKE.
YOU'RE MY DAD.
You say that you can be my counselor?
Dad, you're the cause of practically all my depression. How am I supposed to tell you when I feel suicidal? You're the one causing all of it.
BLAGH Dx
/endrant







