i have only one thing i want to be absolutely sure to say:

if you continue to let your father influence your life, whether you’re doing it willingly or not, you will turn out just as shitty as he is. i don’t understand what or why you’re doing what you’re doing, but it’s pathetic and selfish and just like him.

It’s really great to have perspective sometimes, to be able to look back at the times we felt insane with the experience that’s come since then.

I look forward to the day when I never have to disclaim my intentions again, when my life is full of only people that know that I mean well, even when it unintenionally comes out some other way.