i love my dad so much.

he works so hard for me.

even though he'll never see this i want to tell the whole world he is the bestest daddy
in the whole wide world, and God has got to be the bestest best daddy for giving me a daddy like my daddy on earth. So let's just say I have the best dads anyone could ever have. He doesn't have to pay for my 1600 euros to some summer programme he doesn't fully understand. Nor does he have to pay for my airfare. It's not his job, not his obligation. But he does it anyway. He puts up with this freaking stupid biased retarded unappreciative boss so he can send me to places to enjoy myself and see the world and so i can just have fun while he slaves away at work everyday. He reaches at 8am and works till 10pm.

And he tells me he's proud of me for getting chosen to go to Paris. Like, no...that's nothing to be very proud of. It's not like i'm making his life any easier. I'm gonna slog my guts out next time to get him whatever car he wants.

:) he likes cars and i like him.
i love him like crazy and i tell you, my daddy's the best ever.

i'm sorry for everything i've done wrong. i'm sorry for making you work so hard. But i love you so.