|Drew:||She's was cute,right?|
|Peter:||Yeah,she was.She's not my type.|
|Drew:||What's your type?|
|Peter:||Girls who want to have sex with me.|
I can’t be around my dad any more like at all. He has this way of making my skin crawl and he makes my blood boil dry.
I often wonder why and how mum ended up with him and how she puts up with him.
It frustrates me that he seems to think he’s the only one that’s been suffering lately.. And all he’s doing is taking it out on me.