Dear Dad,

Please stop making me cry. All the times I've cried were always because of you.
You distrusting me. You accusing me. You just verbally abusing me. Even the physical torture I go through sometimes is just unbearable.
Just stop it will you. I've tried to be good. Communication is a two way thing. You refuse to talk and you say you have communicated with me. Is email a good way to notify me of things? Is calling me "OEI" a good way to get my attention?
Never once have I lied to you. Yet you distrust me. Yes. I destest liars. I will detest myself the day I lied to you.
Oh yes. Accusations of me STEALING money from you? Do I look the sort? DO I?
Do I look like the sort who will go around earning money from having SEX with GUYS? A prostitute?
Do I look like the sort who will neglect studies for something as worthless as play? I strike a balance.
And do I look the sort... Who will let the ones closest to me down?

Thank you dad for bring me this far with your pathetic pay. But I think that I would do just as fine without as well. Just that I will not have this much luxury of owning a handphone, having three meals a day, or even having this much clothes. I know I will miss it. But if you want to. Go ahead. Disown me.
Because Keith Fernandez is in a 100000000 ways better than me, smarter than me, or even better company than me.
Two different houses of thoughts. I'm Liberal. You're conservative.
Talk it out. I don't see how this "family" life can go on.

When you're old. Just don't ask me for anything. I've forgiven you. But I don't want to remember this horrible shit I'm going through. Just go away.


Sorry for letting this out. But I can't just keep crying like that anymore. I don't wish to.
I'm not broken. Just perfect. God heals all wounds. Thank you.
Just stay with me yeah God? Don't leave me behind. Don't.


Thanks