Meant To Live

Let's set things straight, I'm not one of those prissy brats that complains about their parents ruining their lives and other shit like that. So, it's no surprise that there was no argument when my "parents" told me that they were sending me away. Hell, I was elated to get out of that shithole. No more old hags complaining about my music, or mum lecturing me about disturbing the peace with dancing. Why, you ask? Well because I'm going to the one place where freaks of fine arts all around the world are welcome. I'm going to Harrison Matthews Fine Arts Academy.