Yeah uh huh why not

I have my daughter this whole week which is nice. She says some just amazingly heart wrenchingly cute sweet things to me. I feel my heart swell and feel like it's going to burst when I realize that she feels that way about me. I realize that I make my daughter happy and she loves me so much. So basically all the shit in this world doesn't really fucking matter to me. Fuck you shitheads I have my daughter you don't matter, oh just kidding please love me. Maybe I will raise a young lady without "DAD ISSUES" well there should be at least one woman out there like that.

I went to my class last night and they had guest speakers. One of the speakers was really fucking hot. Like scream her name while masturbating hot. Well anyway she was sitting in front of me and had a skirt on and I could see up the skirt. That was the most self conscience hour and a half ever. I kept looking up her skirt while people are telling heart wrenching stories of what happened in their lives. "Then my dad told me that he wouldn't help me and that he was just waiting for me to turn up dead in an alleyway"......"Oh man I can see her panties". Then I went outside and she flirted with me. Maybe she noticed the struggle I was having averting my eyes.

It will never work with us she is clean and sober and I dont' want someone telling me I can't drink anymore. That is just too much pressure. What if I fell off the wagon and made her fall off the wagon and she fell back into using. I can't take that kind of responsibility I think I will leave this relationship at the "staring up her skirt" stage.

Can you smell what the rock is cooking.........pork?

Kiss the sky,

<>The Enforcer

"Is it good juggling?"