Surprising no one, I have daddy issues.

I almost wish I were sadder that I’m spending Father’s Day alone with a book and Netflix because my dad never answered my emails about having lunch.

That’s OK, though, I can totally tell he misses me when he posts it on Facebook.

(I’m kidding. Mostly. My dad loves me. And hey, I don’t have to put on pants today!)

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