My dad has never really been part of my life.. He was at times but never was there fully.. Well in February of 2008, he went to prison for the second time. It was only the second time because when he was fullfilling his sentence, he was on parole. The parole wasn't worth it. So he went back. It was never really his fault. He recieved stolen property when he didn't know and got blamed for it. Well today he got home. The last time he saw me I was flat chested, frizzy hair, no curves, no make-up, and about 7 inches shorter. He said I was practically grown up. Anyways, when I saw him.. I wasn't as sad as I was last time.. I felt like I had already beem thrpugh it so why should I be sad again? I have to get sent away tonight so him and my mom can do some "activities". GROSS!! D:
Sexy Aubrey Wiff Tha Body Community Member 
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