before my dad died, he left my mom for a stripper closer to my age then his...no way that fucked me up, right??

im sure its nothing right? like i havent seen her in years, its totally just a coincident i still think of her and the things she taught me, like dancing and makeup and eating like a pretty girl. and how she took me to the salon with her to get sexy blonde hair and long sexy nails and then i never stopped going...i mean i dont wanna be ugly and ignored...