That kind of a father is dead and that's all matters to me, that son of a bitch won't get in their way anymore. Now I'll be patiently waiting for them to meet and love each other again.
Title - My last winter My head thinking "oh this gonna be painful to read" Me *proceed to read* My heart saying "you're such an idiot to put us through this shit again!"
That kind of a father is dead and that's all matters to me, that son of a bitch won't get in their way anymore. Now I'll be patiently waiting for them to meet and love each other again.