I wold like to bottle up a memory that when i was little i was playing in my back yard, and my dad never had time for me, he always was working or something like that, so one day he said hey Bryan want to play and i felt so awesome that day. I wold open that memory every time im filling upset for not being with my dad.
This memory is so emotional that no words can explain it, i haven't seen my dad for 4 years but one day when i was going to go with him last thing we did was say good bye and never see him again, well until im 18 or if i go to mexico, so it would be good to see the memory about me and my dad playing.
This memory is so emotional that no words can explain it, i haven't seen my dad for 4 years but one day when i was going to go with him last thing we did was say good bye and never see him again, well until im 18 or if i go to mexico, so it would be good to see the memory about me and my dad playing.
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