Fuck you.
Seriously, I mean it.
I hate that I grew up to be just like you.
I hate that I learned how to treat people from watching you.
I want you to know that I think you're the biggest hypocrite I know. I wish you could just take a step back and see what you really are. You're not perfect. In fact, you're far from it. Your sarcasm and all around dickheadishness has kept you and I from ever being the father and son we should be.
Look, I get it. My life is far from perfect. I could be the fucking president and you'd still find something about me to shit on. The worst part is that everything positive in my life you somehow manage to take credit for! Of course Dad, I'm just along for the ride in my own fucking life.
Just in case I don't say it enough tonight, fuck you.
Sorry that the trajectory of my life doesn't reach your impossible standards. I'm not Connor. Sure, he's brilliant. I agree. Too bad I'm not him. And as far as 'black sheep' go, I think the family is getting off light as fuck.
I hate that after how horrible you've made me feel my entire life, I still feel guilty for
hating you.
I want to finish this, but I just can't.
-fraz.