Yes, my son.
This morning, he hadn't-yet-smoked. He got pissed at something, words exchanged, repeated "fuck you" to his father.
I pray he has a son exactly like he is.
Just like his mother.
Enters my room, steals my possessions, got angry I called him on it, THREW them back at me, and then utters those words.
Just like his mother.
Sunday, May 29, 2016
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