I'm never speaking to my dad again

I just decided it. I thought about reaching out. I almost called him. I am just going to delete him from my phone and forget he ever existed because I will never be able to talk to him in a civil manner ever again.

It's sad. He has no idea. He's living his weird life. Weird because he's so intelligent in some ways but such a complete pelican (will swallow anything) in others. One day he will message me and I'll respond, "sorry, who is this?"

He would have loved this song.

Lucky you, lucky you
Lucky you that she never knew.
Lucky you, lucky you
(Lucky you that she never knew)

She said her name was Bella Belle
(Soft and smooth like caramel)
Stop and think 'bout what you got,
The girl is trouble, can you tell?
Oh, her name is Bella Belle,
And one by one the boys all yell
(Let me be ya fella 'cause you're looking mighty swell, Belle)