I feel as though my dad has hurt me as much as he could and whenever I pass him it triggers it still.
Also, what about him like knocking me out and controlling my nose? That's hurting me. It's dead on the sides of my nose. I think, unfortunately, that turt has been communicating in league with Ellen DeGeneres and Ginny Kopf, that everlasting fart of a dad. If he says he's a fart, I'll just laugh at him. I can think no you're not, but it's still a part of a funny kind of thing to say. I mean, I could say that about me to someone. I would be in trouble if I got mad at them for what I did, and they have a right to laugh. Excuse ya'll farts, but this I smell and fear is unfair bullshit so maybe just leave me alone for I am not a loved 1.