Okay... In my last rant I was talking about how I hate my dad. I still do, It's just that... I /miss/ him. Like... the old him. I remember he'd tickle me until I couldn't breathe. But now he's so... diffrent. He's totally diffrent. Like, I don't want him to tickle me until I'm purple... but... I miss it when I had no idea that he was a hardcore pot-head. I was such a 'Daddies Girl'. And now my dad is lost. He was so smart back then. His brain cells are all gone now.
I miss him so much. I want him back.
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