Why universe, why? I don’t think I ask for too much. I would like to have some quality time with my fucking dad, but no. Something always has to get in the fucking way.
I never get to see him anymore and when I do, all he talks about is him. It’s like because he doesn’t see me everyday, he feels the need to update me on everything he’s doing and not even ask me about my life. I’M YOUR DAUGHTER; ASK ME HOW I’M DOING. It’s like I’m not even here anymore. I feel fucking invisible.
Does anybody hear me?