so hes home now and i legitimately can consider myself broken.
just like he did when i was pregnant he spent all the money.
i should be used to it right.
no one on this earth will ever understand the emptiness i feel, i'd much rather die than be here with someone who puts his daughter and i second.
but it's what i chose.
i wish there was a restart button or reset, to give me another chance on life.
as if this was my rough draft and i got to write it all out the right way.
perfectly because it was corrected.
i seriously don't know how to cope.
i'll explain in depth once i reach a computer because my phone is not letting me vent any further than this.
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