Yo my dad is using my text messages as a notepad, he keeps saving usernames and passwords to me

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Yo my dad is using my text messages as a notepad, he keeps saving usernames and passwords to me
It’s been really hard since dad died. He was hospitalized for 12 days. He’s been gone for 20 days now. I just really thought that he would be able to go to surgery. If only we rushed him to a better hospital earlier on then maybe he’d still be here. It’s everyday I play in my mind the day he had a stroke and the day I found out he was gone.
When you lose someone, your mind never runs out of questions - every detail, what time, who was there, what was done - it never ends. Sometimes I think it’s because it’s easier for me to relive and hear it all play through again and again than face reality that he’s gone.
I’m in my third year of college. I want him here. I need him here. MOM NEEDS YOU. I NEED YOU. Don’t you know it’s so hard looking back at my previous years in college without thinking “dad was still alive”. I get so angry, it’s so unfair. You’ve only appeared in my dreams once ever since, it was the day before you passed away - you were happy, I walked out of my room and I saw you sitting on your chair and we were complete - a Christmas and New Year with you alive and well.
Mom doesn’t watch kdrama anymore - it was always the two of you watching kdrama. She would always tell you what happened when you got home from work. Now she can barely look at them.
We visit you often. Christmas this year is cold, unlike last year when it was warm, and I keep thinking it’s because you’re gone now. You and mom had a lot of plans for our family. You were supposed to go grocery shopping with mom for our store on the day you had a stroke right? I never forget that.
I guess in another universe, I would’ve loved to just go grocery shopping with you again.
Yall ever just sit in your truck and listen to 2000s rock
My dad has this fun hobby of shipping the opposite of all the shipsI ship (sometimes just down right cursed). Example I'm like all Sprace obsessed my dad be like hmmmm no Racetrack should be with Christine from Be More Chill and Spot should be with Anthony from Sweeney Todd like huh?!? He also said no I don't ship Finch and Albert with anyone they can just die alone 😭😭😭😭😭
So… my dad bought a truck, went all the way to California to get it, and showed up with this.
LESTER’S TRUCK!!!
(It’s not his exact truck of course but I freaked out)
It's 5 am.
You've been awake for 5 min.
Someone wants to talk to you
cw ignorance and transphobia homophobia
shit my dad has said in regards to gender.
"i feel like *trans person* expects me to call them that." that was her name!!!!! yes she expects you to call her, her name!!!
he yelled at my brother for calling the nazis transphobic because he couldn't remember we have always existed and couldn't fathom trans people in wwii.
straight up said the nazis couldn't be transphobic
he complained to me that they/them pronouns are "changing the language" 1. no 2. what is wrong with that even if they are?
he was yelling at me "not to be simplistic" about people who want me fucking dead.
made a comment that lgbt-phobes are actually scared of the community
this list probably goes on.
current schedule for coming out to my dad: 2050
my dad once compared anger to holding a hot stone expecting it to burn my enemies. i'm not holding a stone, it's being flung at my face
Why is it that everytime I decide to sit on the sofa my dad decides to sit next to me and eat a very loud and crunchy snack......like I am BLOGGING STOP CHOMPING THOSE WHEAT THINS IN MY EAR