My father absolutely disrespects me.
He talks to me like a child. He'll explain a reason he does something and the reasoning is something you say to a child when you know you wrong, but, you're smarter.
Plus, the testosterone. I gotta hide mine. I feel like a u-nick (sp).
I already had a job interview. I was only supposed to be here temporarily.
i bet you take the bass out of your voice when you speak.
i moved out when i was 17.
my pops told my i wasn't ready to live on my own and that i would be back in a week.
i took that as a personal challenge.
no matter how hard things got i refused to go back.
one day he stopped by my job and offered my $100.
i told him i was ok and didn't need it.
the look on his face was priceless.
i love my pops but i had to let him know that i was gonna do for myself.
i could really have used that $100 but i felt much better not taking it.