you said you loved me...
you said you would never hurt me...
what do you call her...
yeah, the one hangin on your arm...
a friend huh...
pretty friendly...
no i don't want a new mom...
i have one...
she loves me...
she doesn't hurt me...
she doen't use me...
i don't care if your new 'friend' has kids...
i don't want a 'playmate'...
i want a dad...
oh well looks like i won't get one...
you love your 'friends' more than your kids...
thats low...
even for you...
so heres to you...
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you motherfucking bastard...
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i hope you know...
your a miniature model of your father...
i won't be...
i'll be diffrent...
i'll be better...
goodbye...
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