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I'm learnin' stuff. I've been thinking about why I am such a chamileon...I guess because I always have been. Duh, right? But my parents let me do whatever I wanted, never told me to, and apart from abuse I was left to my own devices. Like I was locked in a white room with magical toys and I could play with whatever I wanted, the only consequence was every hour or so someone came in and hit me with a crow bar.
So I got used to shape shifting...doing everything. And now I'm out in the real world and I dont know how to be just one thing. Am not prepared to face the reality that my parents wont pay for school and I cant save money because my dad is drinking himself to death in a one bedroom and my mom lives with her boyfriend. I cant work 8 hours a day, come home too tired to do anything, and then do it again.
I have finally worked up the motivation to leave this bed. But now for your piss poor excuse for a society. To see...uh things.
So I got used to shape shifting...doing everything. And now I'm out in the real world and I dont know how to be just one thing. Am not prepared to face the reality that my parents wont pay for school and I cant save money because my dad is drinking himself to death in a one bedroom and my mom lives with her boyfriend. I cant work 8 hours a day, come home too tired to do anything, and then do it again.
I have finally worked up the motivation to leave this bed. But now for your piss poor excuse for a society. To see...uh things.