YOU CANNOT WATCH THIS VIDEO AND TELL ME THEY DON'T HAVE SOME SORT OF FEELINGS FOR EACH OTHER!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?hl=en&client=mv-google&gl=CA&v=PKXAQfo4JRA&nomobile=1
I underestimate the amount of security my father provides for me. Ive always been numb to the harsh realities of life because he hid them from me. I had the most amazing childhood any kid could possibly ask for and that was all because of my father. i credit my mom for a lot, and she deserves it, but everything my mother has been able to do has been because my dad created an environment where that was possible. Where he singlehandedly took care of all fiscal responsibilities, he enabled my mom to stay at home and raise me. if it wasnt for him taking on an extra load and working more than he needed to, I would’ve never had the upbringing that I was so blessed to have had. We don’t get along as much as Id like us to, but the moments when we do are absolutely priceless. The spark in his eyes, the joy, the pride, there is nothing I could ever replace it with. I have a roof over my head because of him. I don’t fear not having another meal to eat because of him. I know I’ll have my family to support me financially and emotionally because of him. While I enjoy this sense of security, he lives and breathes the stress of maintaining it. I criticize him far too much for all his shortcomings, but at the end of the day, he’s moved mountains for my family, and I ought to be utterly thankful. I’ve lived a life of extreme comfort, granted I’ve had ups and downs, but when you go down to core foundational elements of a persons life, you’ll see that I’ve had them all, in abundance. Because of him. I could never have accomplished anything in my life without the opportunities he provided for me, and I sure as hell wouldn’t be equipped to achieve more in my future without him. I know I don’t say this often enough, but I truly love my dad. I know I’m not the perfect son he envisions, but I know he’s grateful and I know he is proud of me. I yearn for the day I can tell him to relax and not worry about anything anymore. The wait is excruciatingly long and painful, but that day will come, and once it does, I know I will feel fulfilled as a son.
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what the HECK was the HSAKESPEARE ONE
Brutus/Cassius slash, dangerously fluffy. When Cassius falls asleep in Brutus’ tent, there’s not much to do. Julius Caesar fic.



