I'm not bitter... seriously...

[fenderlove]

Dear Dad,
Thank you for making me realize that a diseased chimp knows more about parenting than you. Thank you for making Micheal Jackson look like father of the year. Thank you for not destroying my old beauty pageant trophies the way you destroyed my trust and faith in you. At least you gave the trophies back, but that trust and love I once had for you is something that you can't give back, you lying bastard. You are a hateful monster who has stolen my faith in men and humanity. You tried to take away my future, destroy my chances at a life outside of this backwater, but I got OUT! I did it without you, and I might be in debt for the rest of my life, but at least I can always know at my heart that I am better than you could ever hope to be. You don't even deserve an entry in my LJ, you lousy sack of filth. I hate you, and I've been more than happy to not have seen you in a year. And after all you've done to sabotage me, you had the gall to send a private detective to spy on me in New York, to scare me to the point of paranoia, to scare my mother by having your lawyer drop information about my friends and college life that he couldn't have known without the help of said private detective. You will never be better than me; I am ten times the human being than you; and I know, as hell is hard, that I will be a better parent than you. I hope you choke on the whore cunt you like so much, and I hope that stupid dog who is worth more than me to you pisses on your grave.
-Fender.

Comments

[anyagotr.livejournal.com]

Wow. Sounds like my father. Hey... you don't think we're related, do you? hehe.
*hugs* I know the feeling hunny. If mine knew were I was he'd be stalking me and my mother as well. *tight hugs*

[fenderlove.livejournal.com]

*hugs* Thank you. It seems like quite a few people on my LJ are of the Anti-father's day thing. What's with the stalking thing anyway? I have no idea what he was trying to accomplish! I almost sued my college for giving out personal information (class schedule and locations, my apartment's address, my medical records) over the phone to someone claiming to be my father without any proof. He tried to use my frequent visits to the campus clinic as grounds that my testimony in the court case my mom had against him was unsound because I was mentally unstabled. It might have worked except for the fact that my frequent visits were from several spider bites from when my apartment was infested and from a thigh laceration that I got when I fell on Halloween.
I like to pretend that my father isn't my real father, and that my mom wasn't joking when she said Ozzy Osbourne was my real dad. I tend to think that Ozzy would be relieved to have me as a daughter since I'm not half as crazy as the kids he already has. ^_~ Stay strong! *hugs*

[anyagotr.livejournal.com]

lol. you too. *hugs*
I know what you mean. I pretend that I don't have one at all. Suites me just fine. :)