A punk.
A painter.
A father.
Ill miss you daddy.
I'd give up all the arrowheads in the world to have you back.
Love you.
Ill miss you Ill miss you.
Please, I wish you'd just come back.
Why did you ride that stupid thing to call us?
We could have waited.
Now, look.
You're gone.
What happened for always being there?
You're my father, your supposed to be there.
Your not supposed to die on my last day of school.
On the week you and mom started dating.
Not when we had all this stuff planned.
