Dear Old Dad's Birthday

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(TW: murder!!)



"hey papa" I said, rubbing my fathers grave

 "it's been hard recently... I started dating a guy."


 I laughed to myself 


"he's shorter than me. and he's a Gemini. I should've seen it coming. Pisces and Geminis are never compatible"


 I was always really open with my dad


"Chase called me a whore. he even pushed me"


 I started crying a little. 


"I wish you were here. so we could talk about stuff... you know. like we used to" 


I looked at the engraving of his name



Otis Apollo Greene

(1971-2016)

Beloved Father, Husband, Brother, And Best Friend

Helped In Ways That We Will Never Understand

"It's So Dark Down Here!!!"




I laughed to myself. 


my dad insisted to have that last part written on his gravestone


I sat against the stone and his name


"Liz" my head just shot up. I turned

"Oh hi, Oliver" Kaz walked up behind him

"Hey, Mr. Greene" they said. I smiled "We miss you a lot". I started tearing up

"Hey guys?" they looked at me. 

"yeah?"

"...do you think if my dad was alive he would realize how fucked up a kid I am?" Kaz slapped me "OW! "

"stop thinking those thoughts!" Kaz slapped me again. I laughed

 "would you stop?!" he did again 

"remember you are a BAD BITCH. BAD BITCH energy only" he said, pointing me


I laughed


"Guys-" Oliver slapped me then

"hey!" and then they took turns back and forth "ONA MONA BEENA-" I started. they stopped hitting me

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