I'm on wattpad reading a fanfiction and my grandmum comes in my room and asked me all annoyed saying "why are you still awake...?"
*i check time*
-9:00pm-
Me: "It's only nine..."
Grandmum: "you should go to sleep."
Me: "well I'm not 5."
Grandmum: *shakes head*
Me: *stays up longer*
What can I say? I live the thug life.
I didn't choose the thug life, the thug life chose me.
