UnAirBrushed

My Life Sucks... Again

As Salaam Alaikum,

Well you all my little brother has enterd the world. Well actually I'm not really sure if it's my little brother (my dad has to take a DNA test, but i bet it's his anway). I don't know this baby's name or anything. I don't really care to know right now.

I'm still really upset by this situation. My dad has apologized to my mother, older brother and sister about this, but not to me yet. Simply because he can't face me about this situation. See I have no piety towards him and I'm not afraid to be frank with him. He knows that I only want him for his money and I am not afraid to say it. I'm not afraid to talk back or anything. And he knows that I will call the cops on him if he ever touched me (I've done it before).

I can't stand the fact that he, an adultress, has so much control over my life. i can't stand it all. I swear to you that all I want to do is curse him out and call up Jameela (his mistress) and ruin her memories of the first few days of her baby's life. I want to beat this *gitche's ast* so bad. I can't wait until I curse her out really well.

Yesterday though, I realized that I do have some "love" for this child. I was at Old Navy and was thinking about maybe buying it a bib or something, but then I was like no. I don't want Jameela touching it, being happy or anything. So I decided not to buy it.

When it's older, and when it may come over, I may get it something... but it will stay at my house. I don't want Jameela doing anyhting with it! So when I buy the baby clothes, the clothes will stay at my house. He'll have to take them off when he goes back over to his mother's. Seriously. All of his toys will stay here.

I hate my dad.
salaam

posted by AThird @ 2:37 PM