Green: Broken Promises

Told you I would keep on blogging.

 

But still haven’t figured it out yet.

My Bloody Valentine: To Here Knows When

How to piss everyone off in the known universe?

And beyond.

 

Including a mother, a sister, friends (who bothered to contact me), teenagers (who are just too keen), and friends (who didn’t and are not).

 

They all got it in the neck recently.

From me.

And will get it even more.

Soon.

 

Because.

 

It has nowt to do with A.

 

Because.

 

It’s been six years.

Six.

To this very day.

 

When I heard on my mobile there was no longer gonna be a

My dad. 

 

Right now. Right here. Come and get me, you motherfuckers.

 

Who wouldn’t have hurt a fly.

But hurt me.

Was somebody who just tried to raise a family. 

The wrong way.

Because he knew better.

To do it otherwise. 

Yet.

Was too scared.

 

But I’m fine, honestly.

So is my dad.

 

Now.