Like all other humans, I have a family. And when I say family I mean a bunch of people I am supposed to be related to, but manage to make me think I was found in a box floating down the river As a baby. Honestly, the only real person in my family who understands me is my stepbrother, but he's halfway across the world now. The rest of my family is trying to be there for me, but really, it just looks fake. But hey, family is family. Even though I get those moments where I can't wait till I get to live on my own.
Don't look at me like that. We all have those moments.
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This is Me
RandomHey guys. first story on Wattpad... Well, maybe not so much of a story and more of an Info book. This is basically all of my stuff, little secrets, my favorite things, etc. It's best if you read this if you intend to read my stories later on as I ge...
