You're not even fit to be my father.
I don't need the fucking money you give me.
What I want is to talk.
I speak to you and you totally ignore me.
Money doesn't mean everything okay.
I'm not that money minded.
Set a good example.
Bloody hell.
I remember you once told me, " I'd kill you and jump down from this building, trust me I will "
I have an oh-so-GREAT father.
Pfft.
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