I'm just so tired of my dad. I really don't think it's healthy for me to be around him. He has these super corny jokes that annoy me because he keeps telling them and then he gets mad when I get annoyed at them. But he's the one who tells them over and over again.
Don't even get me started on when he he's angry about something. It's like.....he turns into a monster and my stomach screams when it happens. My heart gets in this type of running race and I get so stressed and I just want to run as far as I can.
Thank God for Elvis Presley. I can't even tell you how many times he's saved my life. His sweet, caring voice has made me feel so safe for the longest time. I always turn to him when I need to be assured that things will be just fine. I really wish he were still here. I really, really do.......