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[aid] => mick
[title] => Dad
[time] => 2004-08-02 19:25:32
[hometext] => Well, I really dont no what to say about it. Accept that I kinda fell this way. It kight kinda be like a song or something.
[bodytext] => Dad take a look at me. Did I turn out the way you wanted me to? Did I turn out according to plan. Sometime I you hardley even no me, and then sometimes I hardley no you. Do you think I still like Nysnc and the Backstreet Boys? And sometimes I wonder. What do you think about me? Do you like my frineds? Do you think I'm smart? Do you no anything about my life? I only get to see you for 5 minutes every afteernoon, but dad thats not alot of time. On special days, maybe like mine or you birthday we go out and have dinner. Sometimes you take me to a fair or we go to a movie together, but thats still not anouthe for me. I think you have girlfriend, and I dont no why but damn it hurts inside, even thouh you and mom are separted. Dad cant you see I'm already 15, and I'm growing fast. Are you wanna hang out with me when I'm 30. By then it will be to late. You be to old and tired, will you even make it that long. With the way you smoke Im just waiting for that horrible day that I walk to you and see that your died in your bed. Daddy cant you see, that your drifting away from me? Hey Dad, take a look at me. Did I turn out the way you wanted me to? Did I turn out according to plan?
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