Woah you actually started to read it?
Im impressed that you care about me.
Oh wait, am i actually talking to anyone right now or is it just me hoping someone actually sees this and maybe gives their own opinion on it.
Who knows, im still going to act like i dont care because that's what i do best.
Im listening to music right now, its pretty weird.
Its supposed to be some depressing shit but to me it seems dull.
Just occasional chills as i wonder about its lyrics and what my life has been so far.
Talking about injuries from before, my dad had a nasty one.
His pinky finger got almost sliced off, just a bit of flesh holding it in place.
I was creeped out by it for a while until i met a guy without any fingers at all!
Just small stumps in their place.
Have you ever wondered how a handshake would feel like with that kind of person?
Its embarassing!
Its as if your doing a handshake ona person that wanted to do a fistbump but no one complains because that was exactly the intended gesture.
I heard he lost then because they fell of due to frostbite.
He lives in countryside so i wouldn't really be surprised, even in town my fingers are pretty pale looking.
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My family huh? I wonder if you actually want to know about them.
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Well if you insist.
I was born in another country to be honest, and no im not an immigrant, don't try to stick me with them.
Hablo senior can we cross da bordar or something, yeah it's stupid, sorry for trying to be funny with my weird sense of humour.
Where were we- oh! Right, my family.
Im a son of my mother and father.
I have an aunt and an uncle which i think i saw once in my life before he dissapeared.
And the most horrible thing in the world.
Siblings.
I have goddamn four of them and its not the worst part.
They're all, Girls!
I don't have any privacy or safe place in my home even if i tried to make one.
Two of them are my full blood siblings while other two are half related to me.
If that makes any sense.
Before i moved to another country i lived with my dad, going to school and stuff.
I was made fun of alot for my weight both by my classmates and family which now changed only to my family instead.
When we were moving into a big city with a nice middle school there was a bat in our balcony, it was pretty funny how everyone screamed their lungs out and it just flew out of the window.
My dad tried to fight it with a broom or something, i don't remember it well.
I had three friends there to be fair, two of them were boys one of ginger hair while other was almost bald, and other a girl which i kind of had a small crush on.
I even confessed to her once and she said she had a sixteen year old boyfriend while she and i were around 9 years of age, not cool.
Atleast she didn't make fun of me.
The ginger guy was like, sort of my friend and an enemy because he was a deliquent that sometimes caused trouble for all of us or just a good kid that didn't know much.
Well i wasn't really different from him.
The bald guy was cool, he was always calm and tired but fun too, he had a fishtank and a few goldfish swimming inside it.
Seemed cool to me.
A few months of living there and my parents started to have financial problem i think, my mom was a lawyer of sorts while my dad worked in a pool and some weird job managing saunas or something, not sure what its called and won't care to learn about it.
They screamed at each other atleast once or twice a week while i hid under the table in the living room with my sisters.
I didn't really think much of it then and still don't, just weird stuff.
Maybe i was scared aswell.
Not long after i broke my sisters piggy bank shaped like a santa and gave the money to my parents but they just ignored me.
I was then hit a few times and screamd at by my sister for breaking it and taking the money out.
I still gave it to her but she hasn't forgiven me about it and to this day asks for more money reminding me of what i did and that i owe her.
Not much later our mom came during our class and took us into a car which was packed with different suitcases and baggage.
Even though all of us were asking where are we going she just said 'to a better place' and drove to the border of another country where we met out step-dad.