family

i love my family. i accept them for who they are, and regardless of what they do to me, i still love them.

yeah ok, i'll cut the bullshit. switch family with dad. (only applies above)

my dad is crazy. he's so fucking bipolar. i love him to death but at the same time he hurts my family. he holds grudges against us. his own children! his own wife! what the hell?

i dont know any other dad who does not show compassionate love for his family. i know he loves us, but at the same time, like.. could you be any more disrespectful and shit to your family?

he calls us lowclass, cheap, stupid, idiots, and he says we have "no fucking appreciation" for what he does for us. i mean like, i'm sure we'd be more appreciative if he wasn't so goshdamn crazy.

he plays videogames whenever he comes home. is that "cool" for some of you? i dont think so, when he gets all worked up cause the people he's playing with sucks and he's getting hella mad about that shit. you know what? fuck that shit. fuck it all. fuckkk it.

ryan jiang just made me read his blog. he sucks. you suck. just kidding.

going on...

the only contribution my dad makes to this family is money. and he says we spend to much of it. okay, mr. i-spend-2k+-on-cameras-and-i-have-a-super-cool-collection-and-i-send-over-15k+-to-my-rude-ass-family-in-korea-who-actually-have-"nofuckingappreciaion".

i could rant on more. i'm sorry to those who have awful fathers like mine. i know mine isn't as worse as it gets. so, i'm sorry if it sounds like i'm acting like my dad is the worst in the world.

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