Yesterday, boyfriend and I went to my Papa's grave at Loyola Marikina. We went with his sister and mom first to buy some groceries, a little rest, and went straight to Marikina. It was nice. I introduced him to Papa.
Uhm... I don't know how to explain this, but uhh-- he's not my biological father, but he's the one that took care of me since I was born, or rather he adopted me because as what my biological father said, he couldn't take care of me that time. Oh well. Papa never laid a finger on me, oh maybe once but he was forced to do that because of that, sorry for the word...bitch! That b, I don't know what her stand is with Papa, maybe his girlfriend which Papa always send out of the house, but she's always fuckin there! She made my childhood life miserable!
Anyway, I was happy yesterday for my boyfriend was able to meet Papa, though not in a normal way, but still... So yeah :)
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