I think it’s because they’ve kept me back on so many things growing up. I didn’t have sleepovers. All they cared about were those straight a’s. Bringing home a good report card meant a “congratulations” not shopping spree to toys r us. I had friends, but they chose who I could hang out with. I feel as if my life was handpicked and laid out for me. So naturally, I want nothing else but to stray off
