I blame my dad for giving me the grit to survive some of the shit I have. It's his fault that I'm still here at all, troubling this planet.
I blame my dad for teaching me how to grow stuff you can eat. I hated that shit growing up, but now it seems like it might be a handy thing to know. I hope to eventually recall at least half of what I was taught in that area.
I blame my dad for teaching me that it ain't unmanly to cry - provided that you are in the dark, locked behind a solid door, so that no one can see.
I blame my dad for teaching me that my actions have consequences - either bad, or good, it's all my choice.
I blame my dad for teaching me that not everyone is good... and not everyone is bad... and you don't know which they are until you watch 'em a while.
I blame my dad for teaching me to believe nothing that I hear and only half of what I see with my own eyes. It's his fault that I question everything, and dig to find the realities behind the facades.
I blame my dad for making me who I am, and for causing me to not give a damn who thinks that is good or bad.
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I blame my dad for teaching me how to grow stuff you can eat. I hated that shit growing up, but now it seems like it might be a handy thing to know. I hope to eventually recall at least half of what I was taught in that area.
I blame my dad for teaching me that it ain't unmanly to cry - provided that you are in the dark, locked behind a solid door, so that no one can see.
I blame my dad for teaching me that my actions have consequences - either bad, or good, it's all my choice.
I blame my dad for teaching me that not everyone is good... and not everyone is bad... and you don't know which they are until you watch 'em a while.
I blame my dad for teaching me to believe nothing that I hear and only half of what I see with my own eyes. It's his fault that I question everything, and dig to find the realities behind the facades.
I blame my dad for making me who I am, and for causing me to not give a damn who thinks that is good or bad.
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