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Today, I finally, plain and simple told him that I don't want to go over to his house. Because I don't want to take that stink eye, gum-on-her-shoe look that my Step Mom always gives me.
I've just been Jellyfishin' along the past six years, just dealing with it. Now I've had enough. Today, I grew a spine told him how I feel about the b***h.
Go me.
But I feel so sorry for my dad. He must be pretty torn. His daughter wants nothing to do with his wife and his wife wants nothing to do with his daughter. How must that feel?
Thats why I didn't want to say anything.
But I just can't take that stare anymore. Ugh, if looks could kill...
 A C I D MuFFin · Sat Mar 22, 2008 @ 07:14pm · 1 Comments |
