Anonymous asked:
I grew up in a really shitty neighborhood and since my ma was always on business trips my brother practically raised me. We lived off of pizza rolls and used to sit on the roofs of any building we could to look at the stars. One time we successfully got on top of the local government facility and ended up running from security. *sigh* good times
My grandma lived in a trailer park and she babysat me in the summers and me and some of the other park kids would break into abandoned trailers and wander around the woods behind the park like how we didn’t get strangle murdered is beyond me because it was a high crime area
