Smallest Things

By Little Miss Perfect • May 3, 2005 03:13 UTC

It seams like the smallest things hurt the worst. The little things you've done to our family hurts. You dont call, lie, steal. And you dont even realize what your doing. Thats the worst part. You think your being the best dad, but your not. How do you live with yourself not knowing what your only daughter is going thru. I dont understand?!

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May 3, 2005 04:44Dragonfly

princess,think about the small good things,the good ppl,the good times. forget the bad, treasure the good!!!

June 26, 2006 05:06User

I guess a lot of understanding is needed
here..