Andare, Partire, Tornare ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A small myth about my father Spent all of yesterday in a haze of stomach-clenching upset, due to some news I received about my stupid fucking jerk of a father. Reacted in a way I didn't expect - anger, yes, but first tears, tears, tears. Boop's response to the news, a clenched fist and a muttered, "Fucking shithead," was more reasonable than my sudden quiet sobbing in my cubicle. I didn't think he had the power to hurt me anymore, but I see now that I was wrong. 8:39 a.m. - 2002-09-18 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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