My dad came round this morning because he is off, and he said to me i look dam miserable, and that Paris will pick up on it,
and that no matter how im feeling, i should just smile and get on with things
this got me so angry, hate getting in a state, but thats my dad for ya, when it comes to me, he hardly can ever say anything nice....
Men just dont understand, times like this i wish i had a mum about
x