I hate cops. 

I hate cops. 

I hate cops.

They took my dad in for "abusing" me. He punched me in the bicep one day in the park because I did not want to go play with my friend. I was not as s w o l e then, so I just sunk to the ground and cried like a bitch. Some asshole took a picture of it and showed it to the CPS, who showed the cops, who took my father from me for 3 months. Fuck them.

Y'know, some kids are actually being abused, and would actually be better off without their abuser, but nobody cares to do anything. But my dad lightly hits me in my skinny little arm once? Monstrous. 

I blame cops for the majority of my fucked up life, because I was doing pretty ok until they stole my dad. After that, everything went to hell. 

Also, those assholes took Drew. Drew came into my life in 7th grade, and I loved him like hell. He was cool and funny and didn't treat me like a "pretty girl" like most people did. I was just another dude to him. We had some good times. 

Then he bought chewing tobacco at school, got taken away by the cops, was expelled and started catholic school. I never saw or spoke to him again. 

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