So I haven’t really wrote in a while . A lot of things have happened since than. Me the boy is fightin . I wish my parents didn’t try to make me perfect I’m just me can’t you see. I ain’t perfect and I’m not trying to be so why should I walk around acting perfect that’s not me
What my parents what me to be(perfect):
A prep
Good grades
Good looking boyfriend
Well known
Liked by many
Finish school
Get a job
Have kids
What I am now(unprefect):
Hangs out with the drugies
Okay grades
My boyfriends is cute
Well known for being a whore
Everyone […]