So you think you had a hard childhood? Well f#ck you, it’s got nothing on mine. My mom practically kicked my a$$ out of the house before I even hit 13, and I never even knew my dad. My only friend till I was 10 was the fagg0t prick next door who was always beating the sh!t out of me and telling me I wasn’t worth sh!t. Its not even like I had a choice, the town f#cking had something like 9 people living in it, I sh!t you not. My entire adolescence was just moving around from place to place trying to get along with people who didn’t even want me.

You think that’s the worst? My only friend was this Asian guy in his thirties or something, who only kept me around because he thought I could help him get laid. The only perk was that I got to hang out with this cute ginger chick. She was flat as a pancake for sure, but damn she was a total nymph. She must have been a sadist or something because she always took pleasure in hitting me and telling me how she loved to get wet.

But dear god the bane of my existence was this adult couple that I could NOT seem to avoid. You know these types of couples that are absolutely sickening, like they wear matching outfits and finish each other’s sentences? Yeah, they were f#cking creepers. And they had a cat, which was at least twice as annoying as they were. I swear this thing would never shut the f#ck up.

Like I said, I ended up moving from town to town getting into fights with kids my age, even adults from time to time.

The only thing that kept me going was my dream to become a pokemon master.

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