Sometimes, I hate my life. (Sob Story, don't click if you don't want to hear about it.) · 5:01am Jun 17th, 2014
All right, gather 'round, kids. Good ol' Bill's gonna tell you a story.
So, I grew up with my mother throughout the first five years of my life, with my sister, and eventual second sister. Life was decent, I got to visit my dad, I got to visit my grandparents, even if I did occasionally pull things off of their hinges... *coughovendoorcough*