Uglyme
Incel lives matter
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My dad left us when I was 10 but thanks God he did it. He was a big, fat, bipolar, and depressive fuck. I don't have any good memory about him, any at all. He used to beat the crap out on my mom and I and after that he started crying like a bitch cause he claimed we didn't love him.
He would say that the duty of a man is to make his family love him and respect him no matter what. And if they don't, he has to beat the whole family to death. But seriously, how could you love and respect such a loser? All he did was eat, sleep, cry like a foid for no reason, and beat us. He couldn't do a fucking thing right. He was fired of every job he had cause he was an incompetent slob.
The funny part is that he believed he was the shit. Many times he had tried to be unfaithful to my mom, but obviously no woman wanted to touch that freak (actually I asked my mom why she married him and said she just felt pity of him but never really loved him. She asked me to forgive her about it)
The last straw was when we had to take it out of jail. He got arrested cause he saw a secretary of his work walking down the street and tried to ask her out and she refused and called her husband who also worked there and was buying some stuff not far away. Her husband got angry and cause my dad had a big mouth, they started fighting on the street. The police came and arrested them but my dad stayed more time behind bars cause they said he had started the fight. My mom had to work her ass out and used some savings to take that fucker out. He said he was sorry but we had enough, my mom and I told him to leave us alone and never come back. He started crying at first in the middle of the police station but that didn't work, then got angry and just left.
We didn't go back home cause we were afraid he would find us so we just went to my grandmother's house and had to start from the beginning. Fortunately, till today I've never seen my father again. My mom said he had suicide tendencies, so I hope he had roped.
He would say that the duty of a man is to make his family love him and respect him no matter what. And if they don't, he has to beat the whole family to death. But seriously, how could you love and respect such a loser? All he did was eat, sleep, cry like a foid for no reason, and beat us. He couldn't do a fucking thing right. He was fired of every job he had cause he was an incompetent slob.
The funny part is that he believed he was the shit. Many times he had tried to be unfaithful to my mom, but obviously no woman wanted to touch that freak (actually I asked my mom why she married him and said she just felt pity of him but never really loved him. She asked me to forgive her about it)
The last straw was when we had to take it out of jail. He got arrested cause he saw a secretary of his work walking down the street and tried to ask her out and she refused and called her husband who also worked there and was buying some stuff not far away. Her husband got angry and cause my dad had a big mouth, they started fighting on the street. The police came and arrested them but my dad stayed more time behind bars cause they said he had started the fight. My mom had to work her ass out and used some savings to take that fucker out. He said he was sorry but we had enough, my mom and I told him to leave us alone and never come back. He started crying at first in the middle of the police station but that didn't work, then got angry and just left.
We didn't go back home cause we were afraid he would find us so we just went to my grandmother's house and had to start from the beginning. Fortunately, till today I've never seen my father again. My mom said he had suicide tendencies, so I hope he had roped.
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