Originally posted by CandyRein
One day my dad was on the back patio looking at his garden through the window..it was in the middle of winter
He called me back there and said “ Look” and In the middle of the snow filled garden there was one single rose there.. and it was so beautiful.. He said “can you believe that” ?!
And we just stood there not saying a word ..dad and daughter looking .. marveling at this beautiful rose growing in a bed of cold and snow..
I’ll never ever ever forget that moment we shared
And I use that moment in my mind to show myself that beautiful things are still possible and able to flourish even in a cold cold world .. a rose can still grow in a bed of snow
Quit your horseshit you're black you clearly don't know your father
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I've never met my real dad, my mom got married when I was 4 and my stepdad raised me as his own, in fact I actually thought he was my real dad until I was 10. Even after I was told he was not my real dad I still called him dad and nothing changed in our relationship. He was a good man but passed away in 09 from a heart attack. RIP😓
Men like that are the true definition of a good man. The world needs more good fathers, blood or not....
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Originally posted by CandyRein
One day my dad was on the back patio looking at his garden through the window..it was in the middle of winter
He called me back there and said “ Look” and In the middle of the snow filled garden there was one single rose there.. and it was so beautiful.. He said “can you believe that” ?!
And we just stood there not saying a word ..dad and daughter looking .. marveling at this beautiful rose growing in a bed of cold and snow..
I’ll never ever ever forget that moment we shared
And I use that moment in my mind to show myself that beautiful things are still possible and able to flourish even in a cold cold world .. a rose can still grow in a bed of snow
shit cant grow if the temperature is below feeezing
Originally posted by trippymindfuk
I've never met my real dad, my mom got married when I was 4 and my stepdad raised me as his own, in fact I actually thought he was my real dad until I was 10. Even after I was told he was not my real dad I still called him dad and nothing changed in our relationship. He was a good man but passed away in 09 from a heart attack. RIP😓
Men like that are the true definition of a good man. The world needs more good fathers, blood or not….
he was a badass for sure. takes a pretty nice dude to raise another dudes skeet
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I love my dad, we actually argue about things a lot but I don't know what I'd do with out him. He tought me how to read and write and hates the libtard school system and fought tooth and nail for me, he even threatened to sue the school district if they didn't pass me. He even bought me my first guitar and bass which helped me do one of the coolest things I've ever done in my life and get laid. I remember when he first found totse.com on his computer alnog with fat asses in panties and a bottle of burboun and he told me its cool just as long as im not a fag.
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most people my age with wives almost half our age proves several things:
1. we have money which to a fine piece of booty = security 2. we have penis control and can bang her as long as she needs it 3. we eat the kitty better as we grow older because we know all the tricks to make her go BOOM 4. and we never feel threatened when guys hit on her, because we got the money to replace her ass any time we want to!!
