"How could I ever hate my son? He clearly had no idea hate was the last emotion I could ever feel towards him. It had taken me a while to realize it, ...ut I no longer just loved Tyler, I was in love with him. Head over heels like nothing I had ever felt before.Rather than just send back a message, I decided I needed to be brave and actually phone him. I took my cell phone to the basement, and punched in his number. Tyler must have been in class, because it went straight to his voice mail. After. They do not care who you are. They did not ask 'Who started the fight?' They did not wonder 'Who hit first?', or 'Who hit the hardest?', or "Who was the most savage?' or 'Who went through the most pain?'. They did not care to know why you started the fight. They do not care about fairness to you. The only thing they care about is that they are afraid. They are afraid of us. They are so afraid that they are willing to openly discuss LEGALIZING INFANTICIDE on television."The chance that some. We'll be poor college students just without the terror of student loans." I know that issue. I had two roommates drop out because of their fears. One guy in our class committed suicide because his college debt was so overwhelming. I had scholarships and worked. I only owed a couple of thousand and that pays off next month. Dy and I have been lucky on the house. Her check from the drycleaners and careful spending have worked well. It's also good that we aren't fancy people."She's a great lady. Her ass, jiggling as she walked. Kevin couldn’t help but follow her.“ You aren’t a little girl anymore but you still aren’t old enough to drink. There are rules in my house Kara, even if I’m not your daddy”, he said, stopping in the doorway.“ Don’t you wanna be?”, she asked, turning around to face him.“ What?”, Kevin asked confusingly.“ Don’t you wanna be my daddy?”, she asked intently, stepping to him slowly.“ What do you mean? Of course I do babygirl”, he replied, watching her walk all the.