I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t suicidal. It’s been years. My memory is getting shitty because I keep on smoking weed everyday. I don’t care about what it’ll do to me, I stopped caring awhile ago. I just want my dad to show me that he actually knows me and loves me. I don’t think that’ll ever happen though. He’s always been angry. I remember he used to threaten (never act on though) to hurt my older brother and that used to scare me a lot, I can’t imagine how he must’ve felt being only 8 and having your own father threaten to throw you against the wall.
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