So you think you had a hard childhood? Well fuck you, its got nothing on mine. My mom practically kicked my ass out of the house before I even hit 13, and I never even met my dad. My only friend til I was 10 was this guy next door who was always beating the shit out of me and telling me I wasn’t worth shit. Its not even like I had a choice, the town had like 9 people in it. You think thats the worst? My only “real” friend was an Asian guy in his thirties or something, who only kept me around because he thought I could help him get laid. The only perk was hanging around with this ginger chick, she was flat as a pancake but damn was she a nymph. But dear god the bane of my existence was this adult couple that I could NOT seem to avoid. You know these couples that are absolutely sickening, they wear matching outfits and finish each others sentences? Yeah these are them, and they had a cat, which made it worse because it wouldn’t shut up. I moved from the town and just ended up fighting other kids. The only thing that kept me going was to become a pokemon master.