21/05/16 11:20pm Dear Dad, I miss you. I tell myself I'm better off alone, and I'll be stronger when I'm independent. But I really can't imagine life without you.I have imagined it,its not worth talking about. I spend a lot of my time thinking. .. well... worrying actually. You always tell me not to worry … Continue reading Dear Dad #4
I remember one time when we both looked at a tree once but I wondered if we saw the same thing. Because you caught it down for a lemonade stall. Now I am thankful I own a lemonade stall but I guess you misinterpreted me saying, "I love this spot".
Last week, I tried out black nail-polish but my skin tone doesn’t bring it out at all. That's technically your fault. Sometimes I get a little pissed that I'm not as fair as mum. I feel like night at day; I guess that makes two of us: It's not that bad; I love putting on my brothers' clothes... I seem to be living the dream around deep voices and crooked moustaches. it doesn't hurt to be different sometimes.
Dear dad, It's clear that my mind is as cloudy as when it's about to rain; but I'm scared of even admitting that. I know I'm at fault; I'm always at fault. I want to do it all myself, but then again I wish I could. I know you have thrilling expectations for me, … Continue reading Dear Dad #1