I know what you read hurts you. But seriously, ignorance is bliss. You should make it your new best friend. LOL. I am serious. What you don't know won't hurt you. So stop stalking me. Stop looking at my every move. I am 22 years old. I graduated just this year and I have a good job. I'll be responsible for whatever happens to me.
You know how strong I am. You don't have to worry that someone might terrorize me because you do know I can terrorize the terrorists. I am strong, dad. Believe me. I'm all grown up now and the only way for me to become stronger is to let down my guards. I'm no longer daddy's little girl. But I will always be your daughter and I will always acknowledge you as my dad. You are a good father. Don't blame yourself for whatever I did or my siblings had done. We have to face our own demon. Let me go. Let me grow.
Don't compare me with other kids or with your past. I am a different person. Forgive me for being such a bad-ass daughter but really I have no regrets at all.
Just let me grow. Give my privacy back. Okay?
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
hey there
Heya there I am Samantha. But it's not my real name. I'm not good with punctuations because most of the time I don't know where to put them. But hey there I don't really know what I should put here. I'm kinda bonkers lately... no not lately. I had been bonkers ever since I realized that I'm so random I don't know what to say. Shoot bonkers! What a senseless way to start a blog.
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