'Cause why not
Ok, so... This is the only place where I can say whatever the fuck I want and nobody would/can care. I mean, neither my family or my friends know I use tumblr (maybe one or two). So I can write in here whatever I want, can't I? I can use this as a personal/ public diary. So why not sharing my deepest secrets with people I don't even know. So... Here's the deal... My father is now an alcoholic. He goes out with his 'friends' to bars. At the begging it was only on Wednesdays and my mother, my brother and I knew that it was only on that day. Then, it was on his payday and also on Wednesdays. But now, now is every fucking single day! He keeps hiding his wiskeys and rums in the kitchen. But I know how to look for them. I hate that look that he has when he's drunk. I hate to see him getting angry at me for anything stupid, and not only with me, but my brother and my mom. Thankfully my father is not an aggressive person. He only yells, a lot. Every single time I see my father drunk, I just wanna cry. But I try not to in front of him. Tomorrow is Father's Day. And I spent all afternoon writing a card. And guess what... He's drunk. I love my dad. But I hate my drunk dad. Does that even make any sense? I guess I'll just cry myself to sleep again. Until tomorrow. This was LizzieFlores
