Random.

I thought you wouldn't be my child's father for no reason. I have been really trying hard to understand you of your situation but today i already know. You're random. A random thing to me. A random thing to my daughter. You've chosen us to be not part of your life even if you can compromise to. Now you wouldn't spare me of the pain of remembering your lies. Your carelessness is maybe due to stupidity but I suspect it is more to not caring about me, about us. Probably most of the times, you don't even remember we exist.

She may have come from your sperms and she may be using your surname. But that's about it.

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