I grew up in between foster homes. till one of the ladies at the foster house adopted me and we left town moving to some new little town.
she treated me like I was worth something and made me feel special.
when she passed she left everything to me. I sold half of it and I moved away.
when I got Forks I knew I'd be like an outcast it isn't anything new.
I always was different and never once tried to fit it.
my adopted mother accepted me for who I am and that was all that mattered.
now that she's no longer here I don't care what people think.
Once I got situated and everything was taken care of an finalized I enrolled myself in school and with me being an adult and everything I didn't need a parent or guardian signature for anything.
I was hoping that my life wouldn't get any worse from being given up when I was two to losing someone that honestly care a crap about me.
I know with tomorrow being my first day of senior year things were gonna be hectic. and annoying cause of al the damn nosy people and judgemental fuck faces.
I know that no matter what no one is gonna bring me down or make me feel like trash or that I'm worthless.
