Have you ever looked at a picture of yourself and thought damn I could be that guy. The one who kids had bullied and tormented but was able to stand what he was reigning to keep. I have been that kid who can't keep up with school work for fear of his mother being worried in her sleep for me. I love you momma. To my father who thought he wasn't making enough to support us he is amazing to be here for us thanks dad.
Well on a break that seems like it won't accept me until next year's schedule. A memory of a spring that just begins when they walk out the door. I have always wanted to show up on my mom's door with a talk show host or someone who can walk me to fame while being that kid she knows and loves. An ink that will never wash away the memories we share because i carry her through everything my...