What the fuck did I do wrong in my previous lives where I wound up stuck with a fucking PIECE OF SHIT as my son's father?
WTF.
First he lets his fucking cunt girlfriend ruin my son's 1st birthday party, and then he winds up DEFENDING her over it, telling me how "sorry" she was for doing it. Good, let her be sorry... let her cry all fucking day over making a little one year old boy cry and wonder why his daddy only comes to see him for 15 minutes at a time.
Fuck them both. He wonders why I don't want to let my son go to his house and be around that fucking psycho. Are you kidding me? No fucking way, not after ruining his birthday. Oh but she won't let him come to my house and visit his son without calling up and starting a bunch of shit 15 minutes after he gets here. This is the 2nd time in a row this bitch has done something like this.
I don't know. Then he wants to accuse me of "not letting him see him". FUCK. OFF. So when I turn around and ask him when he can take him it turns into "Oh I don't know" and "Oh I'm on 12 hours for the rest of the week".
BULL. SHIT.
