So today was fathers day and honestly, I couldn't care less. My father was never there for me, and when he finally contacted me when I was fifteen years old, he thought I was 18. So I guess that makes me twenty right now? I'm about to have my twenty first birthday? Sweet I can legally drink. To top it off I met my cousin after dealing with him and found out that non of my cousins knew who I was, all after him telling me how much he talked about me. So no, fathers day doesn't matter to me. I did give my grandfather a card though. I at least had one man in my life who was there as a father figure. My grandfather had always been there for me when a women's touch just wasn't enough.
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