I’ve heard many things about why growing up sucks. Most of them forget one small thing, however. Tacos. I’m old enough to where I can get my own tacos now! This may not sound like such a great thing to you, but for me, it’s awesome. During many of my years as a child, I’ve loved tacos. Only issue was I was too young, and therefore either too scared or simply unable to buy my own food. I guess the PTSD of what happened two years ago doesn’t help me with that.
Speaking of two years ago, I have no one to talk about what happened. Not besides my good buddy and him. Tisha’s not really the best person to talk to about it since she has mostly the same thoughts about it as me. Actually, she was the one who kinda enjoyed blowing up multiple buildings and using futuristic weaponry to murder mistake
