I am from the hill and the creepy kid on the corner.
Swinging and climbing trees.
I am from Pink Floyd CDs and crayons.
Depression and akwardness.
I am from nicotine and noise.
And the best father ever.
I am from a criminal for a sister and a very wise Aunt Stayce.
Dads ribs and Aunt Kitty's cherry pie.
I am from people saying "do as I say, not as I do".
And a family of high school dropouts.
I am from a place that is no where like where I'm going.
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