Dear sperm donor that pussied out when it was time to be a real man,

Dear sperm donor that pussied out when it was time to be a real man,

I’m told that I can't speak my mind to you because you would lay your hands on her…. Again. But heres the thing this aint speaking, so let me address you little boy. You broke something i care about and i deal with the fall out from your actions each shift. My job is to put fries in the bag and make a few burgers and drinks but ask anyone they know what my unpaid job is. And yea i know I’ll be told “its not your job and its not your responsibility,” but son you broke something i care about. You broke her heart. And that just dont sit right with me. I’ve seen to much pain and sadness come from her gender. Its not my fight but i’ll give you a war if that is what i need to prove that mindset your trying to convince her is right is actually wrong and nothing more then a fake truth from a narcissist.

To most it is what it is, but to me its personal. I’ve seen that look to many times. On the face of the best friend that was raped, on my moms face as she lost that battle against the unwinable disease. On the face of the girl that saved my life that saw her dad’s life end in a skip of a heart. On the face that my childhood best friend that lost her first little one before they could meet my best friend. On the face of that girl who found her grandma laid up next to that door. The list goes on. I took all of that personal because they were family. Not blood but family. You have a blood family and look at you. I dont have a blood family but like yetong says i’m playing dad because your paying abuser.

I’m gonna get myself in trouble if lilly and b b see’s this but dammit someone gotta be the one to say it since i guess your mic is dead. That girl is something specail, i mean shes strong enough to create life and she still has enough strength to smile after you do you. That girl is beautiful, i could end that right there couldnt i. But bro you should be making life more beautiful for the beauty queen you got not being the beast in Beauty and the Beast. My gpa might have been 1.5 but i’ll pray to the lord that she is smart enough to know that she deserves to be treated better …much better. I mean like those romance movies where the girl finally gets the happy ending she always deserved.

I shouldnt say this as a christian but i wish i could just kick down your door and settle things with one single extension of my arm but as a christian i’ll use that arm to reach out my hand to pick her up on her down days. They say i shouldnt go to prison i mean i’m a skinny white pretty blond who has crackhead teeth but do what you do in front of me and i’ll show everyone my papers in every unit showing thse crackhead teeth as i smile big.

I never expected to be here doing what i’m doing, babies scare me.however so does a girl not being able to trust when a guy reaches out his hand. It’s twice now in less then 2 months that i been extremely scared that something has happened and i blame you. I blame you because its not a switch i can turn off. I dont see her today…did he treat her bad. She’s really late for work..did you do something when she tried to clock in. i go home to my shit hole… what kind of shit you got waiting for her. Call me panirod if you must but i havent lied yet.

I know im far from perfect, hell i live with my former crush and the guy that beat the hell out of my half a dozen times, i aint got top teeth, i mean my car is like John Cena that thing is invisible. But you left me with no option but to try to be the guy that fixes what you broke when you shouldnt have broken it in the first place. I cant pull up and take the two of them to the zoo or aquarium, heck a stroller stroll thru that walking trail at the street end is out of the question so all i can do is play peak a boo, bounce a knee, play airplane and as i write those i shed a tear because thats your job. Your supposed to be the one she smiles at when she glances over and sees that little guy smiling not me and the other work uncles. But here we are and i just couldnt hold it in so i write this all down at 4 am. Just hoping i’m doing enough to combat your daggers to her skin and her heart.

I’ll end things here cuz my hand is bit sore and you wont get the message will you, they all know how i feel and so does she dont she but hey i’m fine playing your role without the benefits because sure a real man doesnt raise that hand or speak those words but a real man doesnt prozitie those certain benefits, they just protize that smile on her face. Unfortunately, I may just be stuck in this position i find myself in because me and sarah isnt austin and ally signing high school musical drinking root beer but someone's gonna make that girl leave you in the past and since it wont be me will it i’ll be the first person in line to shake that real man hand and say thank you.