Sometimes People Use Thought To Not Participate

But My Dad Said It Was No Excuse. "but I Love Him!" I Had Never Seen My Sister Cry That Much. "no, You Don't." "i Hate You!" "no, You Don't." My Dad Can Be Very Calm Sometimes. "he's My Whole World." "don't Ever Say That About Anyone Again. Not Even Me." That Was My Mom.

And I Guess I Realized At That Moment That I Really Did Love Her. Because There Was Nothing To Gain, And That Didn't Matter.

I Would Give Someone A Record So They Could Love The Record, Not So They Would Always Know That I Gave It To Them.

So What's The Point Of Using Words Nobody Else Knows Or Can Say Comfortably? I Just Don't Understand That.

Maybe He Didn’t Really Encourage Me To Do Things, But He Didn’t Prevent Me From Doing Them Either. But After A While, I Didn’t Do Things Because I Didn’t Want Him To Think Different About Me. But The Thing Is, I Wasn’t Being Honest. So, Why Would I Care Whether Or Not He Loved Me When He Didn’t Really Even Know Me?