Today I woke up to chocolates and weak smiles. I endured the day just so I could spend it with my boyfriend and now my mother told me in a text asking if my father was home, she also said that he was leaving her. Leaving her on fucking Valentine's Day... what will I never do now? How could I live my life without a dad and a father? Actually... to think about it he wasn't much of a father to me after I had turned 12. I remember on New Years he told me that I didn't know him and then he walked out. I wouldn't mind putting my sweet, sweet slick blade to my dark caramel colored skin. That is so bad. I don't even know if dating is worth it anymore because my boyfriend isn't making me feel better at all. Perhaps he doesn't care either. And I suppose I'm okay with that.
Man I really need to talk to somebody.
xxxx
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