My Pops happened to catch on fire this week at work from a hydraulic line that burst on his truck. It burned his arms and he had to go to the hospital. Although I live states away at the moment, I am his first and only son.
Yet I only hear about this happening when he is released days later from the hospital and from extended family when they make a joke about it since they knew of the situation and that he was now ok.
After figuring it out from them, I instantly just left and went to go drink outside because why the fuck even have family anymore if I don't know them.
probably because I had to mask a failed attempt a week ago and make it look like a hacker hacked me to scam for money and no one probably trusts me anymore.
Anyways, forsaken my family has done me. On my belly I will go, and will I survive of the works of my hands of my own.
Yet I only hear about this happening when he is released days later from the hospital and from extended family when they make a joke about it since they knew of the situation and that he was now ok.
After figuring it out from them, I instantly just left and went to go drink outside because why the fuck even have family anymore if I don't know them.
probably because I had to mask a failed attempt a week ago and make it look like a hacker hacked me to scam for money and no one probably trusts me anymore.
Anyways, forsaken my family has done me. On my belly I will go, and will I survive of the works of my hands of my own.
