Stay the hell away from my dad. He's mine. All mine. You'll be gone in under a year anyway, he can't keep a woman. He doesn't love you. He loves me. He loves me more than he'll ever love another woman.

When I need him he's never here for me. He's always there for you. Why you. Give him back to me. When I'm standing outside in the cold calling him, he won't answer the phone. Probably because he's holding your babies in his arms. He'd rather comfort them than me, and it's not fair. Get the fuck away from him, get out of our lives. You're not welcome here. You're not my mother. Your children will never be my step-siblings.

So just leave. Get out.