My dad has this thing that he does. Every time things go to shit in my life, and it seems like everything is horrible, and nothing will be ok, my dad steps in and makes it alright. He doesn't even usualy acknowlege the problem. As a matter of fact he usualy doesn't. That isn't his style. I actualy wouldn't be surprised to find out that he never has a clue what is wrong, or any idea that he is always doing the exact right thing, and saving the day.
It makes me feel ten years old, Somewhat because at nearly 30, my dad is still medling in my affairs, and somewhat because there is no one in the world that loves me like that, or that I will ever love more.
It makes me feel ten years old, Somewhat because at nearly 30, my dad is still medling in my affairs, and somewhat because there is no one in the world that loves me like that, or that I will ever love more.
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gadget:
where are you artie?
gadget:
word. we're out of town until thursday.