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23 June 2004 @ 12:04 am
Dear Dad,

Yeah, okay they're gone now. You happy? I'm sure you're loving the patch of raw red flesh instead, aren't you? Fuck you. It's not like I'm getting it for real. You know sure as hell I would never get it for real. But no. You just have to act the little fuck that you knew you can be, call it ugly, call me ugly, and order me to get rid of it. I fucking love you too.

It's just marker damn it! They're in no way permanent, and in no way have anything to do with you. Fuck you. Fuck you fuck you fuck you. I want out of this stupid house, this stupid family, this stupid fuck that is the life you want me to live.

God. So yeah. The wings are gone. My dad thinks I'm ugly. My mom does too, but she's nice about it at least. Well, they've got my sister to fawn over. May I go now?

~ Steph
Stephaniemirroredsakura on June 23rd, 2004 12:00 pm (UTC)
*sigh* *shrug* My back, but he's got to see it, I guess. Perhaps after University times comes along (on which excuse I plan to float off to somewhere far, far away), ne?
blankles on June 23rd, 2004 01:55 pm (UTC)
Farfaraway! Yes~ escape!
I wanna escape too~