They always say to never take things for granted because as life goes on, times change faster than you can keep up—but no one ever warns you that these changes aren't always good ones. In fact, more often than not (at least in my experience), they're sh*t. It was sh*t when I was adopted, it was sh*t when I transferred schools, and it was even more sh*t when I was forced out of my house at eighteen and into a job I despised solely so I could survive.
Now, I know. I sound entirely pessimistic. I'm not—believe me. There has been a lot of good that has happened in my life; it's just, as anyone knows, the bad, regardless of how much there is, always tends to outweigh the good. But this time, here with Tyler, was bursting with so much greatness, that I couldn't think of anything besides how pre
