Abandonment.
I hate feeling abandoned. It feels super wrong.
My old man was supposed to contact me, and show up this past Friday. No contact from him yet, and he still has not shown his damn lying pretentious ass fucking face! I hope I get to see him later on today or tomorrow therefore I can share my feelings with him about the damned abandonment type of feelings I am having. Feeling like he is an undercover sleaze ball, and is not being loyal period #facts. I am very irritated, and very aggravated at him right now. I sort of feel like, "why do I give a fuck?" obviously he does not care so why should I? Like seriously for real, "Why do I even care?"
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Angelina F. Thomas
I am a very beautiful mother of mixed daughters with expensive taste. I hope and pray to my Abba father that my wishful thinking and my ability to dream huge truly pays off. So be it. Amen.
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