I used to hate living at home, I grew up really poor in a small apartment with my mom and her boyfriend. I used to be able to hear them having s** really loud in the next room, we didn’t have enough money for me to buy a bra and my mom’s boyfriend used to lift my skirt and make me sit on his lap. I’m glad I left as soon as I became an adult.

They got arrested after I left, turns out they never even had insurance to be on the road almost the entire time I grew up and racked up a lot of warrants, and when the officers got there they had a dog that was completely emaciated.