He shouldn’t. You make a good impression on him whenever you come up, somehow. He thinks you’re not gonna let me get into any trouble.
It isn’t really all that great, but I just want to go home to NYC again.
This is her
Luke brought a kitten over, and Elsie decided to put it in my room to wake me up. Her plan backfired, because the kitten went to sleep next to me. Now, she cries if she can’t see me, so everyone decided she was mine. I named her Bug.
My name is Shawn Peters. Up until April of this year, I lived with my parents in NYC. Some stuff happened, and I lost both of my parents and a huge portion of my life.
I’m tired of people “trying to get me to open up”. The prodding and questioning is driving me insane.
Anny hates me. Matt lives to annoy the hell out of me. I can’t talk to my best friend anymore, because I know he doesn’t know how to handle me anymore.
Cliche: music is my only escape now.
