i really dont want to turn out like my parents.
father and step mother... rather.
im not really gonna go into details about my my day.
all i have to say is
i just got home.
its not even "today" anymore.
its tomorrow.
but nonetheless. (is it really just one word?)
it consisted of:
broken new car
salt mines (except this salt is more like a book) 2pm-12am
walking
Walking
WALKING
R
A
I
N
I
N
G
walking
prune feet cause i have holes in my shoes.
wet pants
walking
home.

...but after all that.
i still feel like i have the best life.
and no one can take my pride.
...my optimism.
away.
not even.
my parents.