WebKittyn Warbles
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
Late Night Sucks
I really miss you, dad.
Late at night and mid-afternoons are the worst, it's too quiet and I can't quite bring myself to accept that I'm never going to hear you talk or tell me you love me again.
There will be no more hugs.
I can't deal with anything. I don't want to talk to people, I don't want to try and 'get on with life,' I don't want to do anything except that which I can't do.
Fuck all the words, I just want my dad.
Late at night and mid-afternoons are the worst, it's too quiet and I can't quite bring myself to accept that I'm never going to hear you talk or tell me you love me again.
There will be no more hugs.
I can't deal with anything. I don't want to talk to people, I don't want to try and 'get on with life,' I don't want to do anything except that which I can't do.
Fuck all the words, I just want my dad.
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