Depression and Suicide.

After seeing the passing of Bourdain, again I see an over share of the suicide hotline. We all know this hotline exists but do we REALLY want to call this number when we have a bad day and want life to end? No we don’t.

I am neither stronger nor weaker then the next individual but I will admit, I suffer from both Anxiety and Depression. Both together are legitimate hell. I isolate myself from individuals because I am emotionally weak. It isn’t easy. I work, and go home. I go out once in a very blue moon.

Back in High School, I used cutting as a form of relief. I cut to take that emotional pain and turn it into physical pain. I know it sounds weird but the physical pain was more tolerable than the emotional pain. It isn’t easy, it will never be easy. For you folks that don’t understand what we go through, do not try. You won’t. Just know that out way of speaking out is VERY cryptic.

I know everyone at this very moment is all about this suicide hotline, yes it is good to speak about it but we can’t find the words to express exactly how we feel, its difficult. We often post songs or lyrics to a song we can relate to. We don’t often say or express how we relate to it but we do.

I recall a period of my life that left me feeling entirely worthless. It was when I was in High School, probably junior year, and my parents were always arguing and fighting and it wasn’t looking good for my family. My go to song, Broken Home by Papa Roach. No one knows WHAT I witnessed which made this time in my life significant because I don’t speak out about it because I choose not to, until now. To this day I can honestly say I can STILL relate to some Papa Roach songs.

Broken home at the time WAS my song. I felt I matched well with the lyrics. I was in the middle of a war between my mother and father and nothing seemed to work. There were no compromises. They always argued, they ignored one another. At one point my mother actually stopped sleeping in bed with my father and slept on the couch. She legitimately got the short end of the stick. To be honest, it was all because my father and his side of the family. Every time he would have a conversation with his family, which you couldn’t NOT hear, he blamed everything on her and made her look like the bad guy, she wasn’t, he was. I witnessed everything.

To me, I felt trapped. My father always said “Don’t involve the kids” yet he always has. My mom has not tried to involve us, she was our primary care taker. Now we will flash forward to my family currently. Dad is now officially re-married. Mom is dating. I live with my mother ( yeah yeah take your judgements and throw them out the window because I don’t care what you think. ) My mother has actually changed. She went from a complete negative to a positive. Same with my father, surprisingly. Both are getting on with their lives and I am now an adult which it helps me better understand the situations I have been through. This does not mean I don’t still feel emotions from past situations because wounds may heal, but they still scar and those scars do indeed remain.

As a sufferer of Anxiety and Depression I can tell you this, WATCH WHAT WE POST! We post in cryptics to throw people off, most will shrug it off and think its nothing, well its not “Nothing”. Think outside the box and analyze the post with an open mind and you will realize we do wan’t your help we just don’t want to make it obvious.

For everyone who suffered a suicide, wether it be family or friend, I apologize for their choice, of course it wasn’t the right choice but I am sure they have tried reaching out at some point and everyone thought it was nothing, well it was something. Even the smallest of hints are bigger then what they seem. May those who took their life early, Rest In Peace. They will be missed greatly.


Age before beauty

If there is one thing I have realized, age before beauty is a must. So I sort of indulged myself again into the dating scene, well its DEFINITELY not my scene. Last night I kinda had a realization. After a night of drinking shit went sour and I became an emotional mess. Unfortunately an eight year difference is a BIG DIFFERENCE!

So heres what happened, we had similar music taste a plus she was taller then me but gorgeous, her pictures literally did her no justice, but then after she decided “Hey, Lets all go to the casino my friend has a room there” shit took a turn for the worse. I was definitely into her until her even younger friend eighteen, was becoming a hassle.

We decided to venture out into the casino but as soon as we left the room of course we had a group of people, a guy approaches with an ice bucket. Soon as he opened his door he turned and says “oh we got weed, we got coke” I walked away. Weed is one thing but coke? Oh no no no. Thats where I draw the invisible line. Anything pill wise amphetamine wise is a big NOPE. I’ll drink, I don’t smoke but I can deal with someone else smoking but coke!?! Fucking cocaine!?! Oh hell no.

I decided to find a spot to smoke and walk away after that ordeal and they looked like they kinda wanted to party with those dudes and yep we all know what most likely would have happened. Probably a full on orgy session, yep nope. I was there because my friend Destiny thought me and her friend were similar yet after seeing that kinda crap, FAR FROM.

Considering I was at a casino me and Destiny decided to walk away, I calmed down a little threw about 40$ into gambling and said yep fuck it, I am done. So we literally wandered after her friend paid us no mind. Sat out front for a bit smoked a few cigarettes then pretty much went and wondered.

Later, as we were leaving, we had to stop at her friends room to grab our belongings. Well my friend went in said her friends eighteen year old friend had a guy in the room, possibly the guy from across the hall, she grabbed our stuff and we just booked it. Honestly, wasn’t worth it. We were originally going to stay but 5 a.m. hit and her friend was still running around so we just said yep nope fuck this. I mean don’t get me wrong, I have done some weird shit in my twenty nine years but THAT SHIT I will not do.

Talking to the girl later via text message, which she stated I was obnoxious which I wasn’t up until the whole cocaine ordeal, I explained why. Well, she somewhat understood… by somewhat… she didn’t understand much. I explained she didn’t bother to message either of us that whole night when she was worried about a guy they call “Daddio” which is a friends father who let them take his comped room, and other randoms. As the night progressed I realized what was going on. Pretty much I literally spent time with hookers. Yep, again not my thing. If I wanted a quick session I would pull a hooker from the street and just do that, except id never be able to do that knowing the increased risks of STD’s and such. So me and the girl Destiny pretty much just hung out wondered and talked after I had a drunken emotional moment which now i’m a little embarrassed about but oh well… shit happens. Sorry I had family members die due to over doses and shit and became a wreck after some of the shit went down, it doesn’t normally happen. Depending on who I’m with clearly that won’t happen again.

So we exchanged a few texts this morning and needless to say, I don’t know her and clearly for being twenty one with a child, this girl has some serious problems, especially running around doing this type of shit so I decided to walk away. She said “Oh I still want to watch that movie with you” yep I think you ruined what chance you had plus I won’t be messing around with her sure shes pretty but nope Age Before Beauty. I would much rather my women have knowledge rather then beauty.

Post con Feels.

If you live on the East Coast you should know that a major Horror convention with SEVERAL headliners just wrapped up and shipped out at about 5 p.m. yesterday. Monster Mania is probably one of THE BIGGEST horror cons on The East Coast. If it isn’t it should very well be known as one of if not THE BIGGEST East Coast Horror cons.

If you have never been, picture this… a decently sized hotel say oh Crowne Plaza ( Formerly a Hilton Hotel ), jam packed with people! Im going to go ahead and say the foot traffic can be compared to that of a concerts Foot traffic, in fact, Saturday afternoon they had to stop allowing people in! The Fire Marshall had actually said they reached mass capacity!

Now I had the 3 day weekend pass, Friday, Saturday and Sunday, unfortunately Sunday I go back home so I can’t always go because after I check out of my Hotel, The Extended Stay, I really don’t feel like lugging all my crap around Via Lyft, Uber, or bus ( unfortunately I don’t drive. ) If you have ever been, you know either Friday Or Sunday is YOUR BEST BET to do anything really. My Friday, because I took a first timer, was spent primarily focusing on her. I have known her since High School and she wanted to do something new so I bought her a 3 day pass, we shared a room ( she offered to pay for half but I refused ), and I also bought her shirt from the con! I really wanted to make sure she had a good time, I wasn’t worried about me.

Saturday was a complete shit show. The event was almost entirely shut down! It wasn’t but they did have to stop selling bands at one point because it drew in so many people! A lot were left upset because they weren’t allowed in and the ones who went out to enjoy a cigarette were left waiting to get back in, I was one of those folks. I walked my dear friend outside for her ride and ended up getting stuck outside which many were frustrated with but hey, people should understand, if there are a million people crammed in an area and theres a fire, most people are fucked! I honestly think the con holder, Dave, handled that situation in a very professional manner. As folks left they let folks in. The show honestly could have been completely shut down as in “Pack up go home nothing to see here” luckily it wasn’t!

This weekend left a lot of folks upset, to be honest, I am more upset at the fact these events are only a few days out of the year. If you have ever been you will see you become family with most of these people. You make friends, see other friends, party together, laugh together, meet and hang out with celebrities, so on and so fourth. One of these conventions will create an everlasting memory. One of mine from this con, I hung out with Tony Todd at the bar!

Honestly, don’t expect to run and do EVERYTHING the con has to offer because it WILL be hard to do. Between crowds and events DON’T get upset with staff, they know there are a ton of folks attending wether your in line to meet John Carpenter or Tim Curry, its going to take time. You want your best shot? Just go Sunday. IF the artists will be there, they may also possibly leave early. Sunday is pack up ship out day so the crowds will probably be a lot smaller then Friday and will DEFINITELY be smaller then Saturday. You may miss out on some things but don’t be too depressed about it.

Monster Mania Convention runs twice a year in Cherry Hill and twice in Maryland. Unfortunately for me, the Maryland ones they are out of reach for me. I wish I could attend all of them but travel would cost me and some of these could run you a hefty amount of cash. Me, I spend at least five to seven hundred dollars and up. YES autographs cost money, some charge for selfies some don’t. That’s not including the vendor area which holds so much. From Tee-Shirts to peoples made creations, there is no shortage of things you can find!

The worst thing about these cons, by far, is the post con Depression. I suffer severely, I don’t let people see it but I am VERY passionate about these conventions. I always look forward to them. I meet new people all the time at these things and we legitimately have a blast! These Conventions have a giant piece of my heart and actually bring me true happiness.

If you ever and I mean ever wan’t a good convention to go to, its Monster Mania. You can find them from their website I am in no way shape or form affiliated with them. I am just a fan of the convention that has attended on and off since 2005 maybe earlier. I also encourage you to join the Monster Mania fan page via Facebook if you would like to see some of the photos people like myself have taken. You won’t be disappointed!

Living the Graveyard shift Life

So I never really see much about living the life of a 3rd shift worker, graveyard shift, you know the Vampiric life so here’s my input!

  1. Stay alive! Caffeine is absolutely necessary. For a lot of folks it IS EXTREMELY hard to adapt, by extremely I mean some fall asleep literally standing up!
  2. Get a calendar! Some folks, like myself, tend to forget what the exact day is. Wether it is the date or the day in general.
  3. Find a partner that has a similar schedule! If your single, your going to want to find someone who has the same schedule. It is VERY hard to stay awake during the day depending on what you do.
  4. Set a “Nap” schedule or “Sleep Time”. Considering our vampiric life, its very hard to socialize. Unless you can find some 24hr joints great! If not, well you may just be doomed… unless you set yourself a nap schedule or sleep time! You can’t necessarily expect friends or family to adapt to your time so figure it out! Wether its sleeping earlier or waking up earlier, socializing is a skill some of us vampires lack.
  5. If you have small children, forget sleep! One thing I do believe is if you have small children, your going to want to find a 9-5 job possibly 9-3 if they, your employer, will work with you. I believe its best to raise your kids be in their life. My father did overnight work and I can assure you, growing up without( mentally not physically ) a father is hard. He would always get home around 5-8 p.m. and sleep from 9 at night until 3 in the morning then back to work he would go. Days off he was stuck to an overnight schedule too so three of us really just did our own thing growing up.
  6. Alarms alarms alarms! I know we all hate these pesky annoyances but they are ABSOLUTELY necessary. To be honest… I use a stock tone in my phone of a dog barking. Most people use a radio which is fine and dandy but I have noticed they are VERY easy to sleep through. So far the dog barking, has woken me up almost each and every time.
  7. Set your alarm clock/ alarm device across the room! Most people grab or smack their device quiet. Most have a tendency to hit the snooze button several times. It’s ok to do if your alarm is set a few hours before the time you have to be in but do not get stingy! One day you will regret it.
  8. Eat healthy and right! As doctors have said it’s not smart to eat right before sleep because your body needs to digest so not fully digesting could tack on a few pounds. You should always allow time to properly digest a meal before sleep. No one want’s that extra weight.
  9. Find something to do! Always keep busy because in no time, you will develop a lousy eating habit. You will snack obsessively craving any junk food you can. Some say it’s because of depression, some say boredom, either way, it’s a fact you may find yourself excessively snacking which will also pack on some extra pounds. You wont find many folks that have the same schedule as you so plan accordingly!
  10. As a final key, take care of yourself mentally. I can not tell you mentally how hard it is living the lifestyle of a vampire. For me every day is a new struggle. Between proper sleep ( lack of blackout curtains ) or the fact that not many around me are on MY schedule, sure the people I work with are but honestly, they are work associates. You should never let work life interfere with your personal life. Things will spin around and become very hard to manage. I would never date someone from work either, a key role is never mix business with pleasure, it NEVER ends will. There you have it folks, there is my take on living the vampiric life. Remember, sunglasses, highest UV sunblock, and stay out of direct sunlight! Until next time!

What in the F***?

By now some of you can realize what this post will be about, if you thought, the Tide Pod Challenge, your absolutely right. Being twenty eight I am technically a “Millennial”. I don’t see myself as one as I am equipped with a brain that processes thing’s differently then most. I have an over analytical brain where I literally over analyze EVERYTHING!

The over analytical type are those usually stricken with Depression and Anxiety. We have been hurt many times emotionally which we over analyze points in scenarios to avoid it again. So lets put Tide Pods into perspective here. LAUNDRY DETERGENT! It’s a cleaning agent to wash your clothing! Now don’t get me wrong, I have had my fair share of soap in the mouth as a child for saying some bad things, but intentionally eating laundry detergent? What in the world… who started this and WHY!?

I am not going to lie, I have done some stupid things. For instance, I changed a fuse on a Live electrical box! The difference here is I processed the thought first, yes electricity can be fatal, yes there are things you can do to prevent electrical shock, like say, rubber coated gloves as rubber is not a conductor! My question is where the hell did thinking go? Do we even think about things before we do them anymore?

Like I have said previously. Every thing I do or try to do, I think about it first. In school you know how you learn to decipher a situation or problem? Ya know two columns, one pro, one con? I usually do that for everything I come across. Sometimes the “pros” outweigh the “cons” sometimes its the other way around but I sure as shit can tell you it does help!

As I see us growing and gearing more towards social media, I see more problems arising. Social media has become the influence for many stupid things and it’s getting really out of hand. Everyone is now using social media as an outlet to be lazy and skip the “Real work”. Some of you know what I am talking about. If you don’t know what I am talking about it’s “Manual Labor”.

I see major corporations lacking in manual laborers. I should know I pretty much work for a Company who rakes in at least 300+ billion annually. These companies overlook some of those lazy slobs and still keep them employed while these hard workers are witnessing day after day their how LAZY these people really are. For instance, I am a “Stock Boy” more or less, I stock shelves with product that can be sold to customers. I also clean up after myself. I am responsible for my trash removal, card board removal, and pallet removal as well as fixing products on the shelf so they look presentable.

Right now I am sure most of you are sitting here thinking “Such an easy job!” Well before that I worked for another corporation that compared its Overnight work to military training because of how demanding the job was, I lasted eight years there before handing in my ID because the mental abuse from the supervision staff just got old. That and the fact if you wanted to move up you needed to “Bid” your way up and there were NEVER opportunities to do so because the hardest workers were often overlooked.

Even though I stuck it out, I am sure it opened plenty of opportunities for me because of the eight years I spent there. Most companies see that listing on my resume and probably think, “Well he was with a company that performs on a daily basis and he was there for eight years and he wasn’t fired. He seems like a reliable character.” If you have had 5 jobs in one year I doubt they will choose to hire you over someone who spent most of their time with one. Some places probably will because they have to fill positions but its not a guarantee.

I was raised by a pro-union father who taught me the value of a dollar. I respect that man but I have no communication with him as we both butt heads. We are both Aries, him the seventh me the tenth of April, so you can imagine our hostility towards one another. I also gained his stubbornness. He raised me believing the union was a godsend, well, I actually spent eight years in a union and unions perform similar to non-unionized facilities. Only difference is probably the Health Benefits and Pension. Where I was the union would make deals with management, illegally breaking contract that was agreed upon which ultimately stiffed the workers. Heres an explanation. Where I was, you could file a grievance form against supervision for working. In the contract it stated any form of supervision staff that were to move any work, the time then can be reported and the reporter would then be paid Time and one half for the amount of time those supervisors worked. Now the grievance forms would go straight to a shop steward and then be turned in for review which supervision could deny. Well for the grievances that were turned in and accepted, management would add the time to your weekly worked time amount instead of the proper process which identifies on your stub you were paid for a grievance. So you literally weren’t paid time and a half. This is why union or not I really don’t care. There is corruption everywhere… and I mean EVERYWHERE.

Union, non-union it’s honestly all the same. In non-union buildings I see a daily show of favoritism, should I report it then lose my job because the store GM favors a select few over other employees? I would love to but witnesses are key here. Witnesses and a paper trail. See, the union only gives you that opportunity in a form. If you reported it, it can still be brushed under the rug. Along with non-union, they would catch wind of someone reporting them and correct the issue before an investigation launched and undo that correction after its finished. How I figured that out? MY BRAIN! I have a deep thought process and its often overlooked. I analyze everything.

What happened to the folks like myself? Think about it. The negatives the positives. What good can eating Tide pods do for you? Its harmful chemicals our body will not properly digest because it was not found to be meant for human consumption. At least with my smarts and my work ethnic, I can say I am better then a great deal of these millennials and if you wish to classify me as one thats fine, I assure you I am not though but hey, you will believe what you believe unless persuaded otherwise. My suggestion, be open minded. Ask for advice, ask for opinions. Weigh your options properly. Until next time folks, enjoy…. No not tide pods, take the real tide pod challenge and throw them and dirty clothes into a washing machine! (Yes I do my own laundry I had a mother who taught me while I was young. I can even cook! Go me!)

Lady Karma

So, many folks out there think Karma is a Myth. Let me be the bearer of bad news and explain how Karma is certainly not a myth and when she strikes it most certainly isn’t pleasant!

 So about a year and two days ago exactly, I was forced to leave an ex girlfriend. She was a little crazy as well as her family, and by crazy I mean I tried politely breaking it off and she ended up slamming her face into her steering wheel crying begging and pleading me not to go. Now, I didn’t have a game plan but I was concocting one along the way.

So the next day after her literal freak out incident, she went to the hospital because her nose wouldn’t stop bleeding. Her father, whom I’ve had several quarrels with because he wanted to sit around and have everyone else pay for him as he was still physically able to work, kept answering her phone when she was at the hospital so I kept hanging up. I literally never wanted to deal with him as he never cared for anyone but himself.

Anyways before me calling, I was at work and my friend Evan kept ringing my phone off the hook, before I started ringing her phone off the hook he asks me who this “Nick character is” so I told him it was her sisters boyfriend. He proceeds to tell me he’s threatening him and I through conversation saying he’s going to “Fuck us up” well my hot head I was waiting for it. I’m a short fuse and when you talk to my friends who have nothing to do with this and threaten me I step up to the plate. 

Anyways on to my point, so it’s been a year, I’ve been single, not even a few months after I left I get a message from my friend. “Yo is this Him and Her?” My friend asks about my ex and a friend I used to house. “Is that a joke is that seriously fucking him!?” I said after finding out my friend is now with my ex the one who has no feelings for any animal or any human. She’s like a succubus. Back to the point. Well apparently it was. After that him and his friends start messaging me threatening me and all that nonsense so I blocked them and him from Facebook to prevent any other drama as I’m getting on with my life and I’d rather not be held back.

  A few months pass and so far nothing… Then I hear, “Yo Shawn, her mom just died of a heart attack” said my friend. (Also her family were involved with the animal thing as well as the destruction of some of my belongings after leaving them in a yard full of grass out in the weather ) so bam, one hit of karma which sucks but I never stand between her and her methods. Then time goes by again.

My friend contacts me again, “Yo we are neutral about this but I just spoke to him, apparently her father won the lottery 800,000 and after that he’s saying this is “My house” and he wants him out and he bitched about a 23$ electric bill and he wants to talk to you about this and wants to know what stuff in a detailed list she still has of yours”. So I am thinking, hmm that’s funny… He goes on “apparently dad wants to take her and her sister to the mountains and he said no cell phones”, “wait did you say no cell phones? In the mountains?” He responds “Yea I thought that was weird as shit too.” 

Now on to the daddy. When I lived with her he started yelling at her because she expected to live off of lawsuit money that was non existent, she blew it all. It was mommy and daddies way of living scott free, well he yelled at her “Who’s paying for gas (insert female name here) who’s paying your insurance (insert name here)?” So of course I stepped up to defend her, like an imbiscile, and I got so angry I was so close to start swinging, he was after all directly in my face. I chose the better path walked out across the street into the corn field because I knew I would do a lot of damage. Naturally I knew I’d calm down soon and just stayed away from him.

Anyways time passes he starts understand more as I explain like her money which was made into loans using her CDs as collateral which left her with about a thousand dollars or so left. I spoke to the banker and he explained it. Her house, bought using a CD and cash, her car, a CD. A loan from her own money, stupid right? Well I had to explain to her family what happened with all that money. I was the only one mentally capable to actually FIGURE it out. Her mother clueless, father clueless, sister clueless. Her whole family lacked common sense… Actual they weren’t very intelligent either and this is coming from a highschool drop out. I may not have a piece of paper to say I’m intelligent but after speaking with me, you will know I’m not as dumb as people think, and people do think that about highschool drop outs.

Phew ok so you see the family is a little disturbed, father more then anything, sister is dating a handicapped kid for his money from a lawsuit ( yep yet again someone with money from a lawsuit, see where I’m going here? They won’t work but they will sue! Oh also before mom passed away she was trying for a lawsuit for a “slip and fall” case at a local tennis court) anyways, father worked very little mom was addicted to the lottery. After she passed some how daddy won 800k. Now daddy’s being stingy and not allowing his daughter to have any money and telling her boyfriend ( an ex friend of mine ) to get out. He purchased his one daughter a car him a car and now wants everyone not related to him out of the house. 

  On another note, my ex (insert female name here ) told me when I dated her, that in her teens her father would watch porn openly. This is before 18 which you can understand something is SEVERELY WRONG HERE! The mom prior to that told me her sister once called child protective services on him for child neglect/abuse. Later on I realised “Holy shit this man is a pervert!!!!” Of course I can’t legitimately prove it because NOTHING is on paper but put two and two together and it falls into place. This man worked at a chocolate factory through an employment agency and left that job for a janitorial job at a school, NOT THE FIRST JANITORIAL JOB AT A SCHOOL!!!! I know what your thinking we’ll that could mean a college, I assure you, it wasn’t a college. They wouldn’t tell me the school’s name because they knew what I knew. He was a pervert! So now I hear he wants his daughters and him to go to the mountains ALONE…. WITHOUT THEIR CELLPHONES!!!!! Something sounds off, very VERY off. I walked away so it’s non of my business but now this guy that was my friend needs to talk to me “Man to man” about what events are transpiring. Now I’m in a sticky situation, after what he did to me and said fuck you for being a good friend, I really just want to leave it be and laugh behind his back because HE DOES DESERVE IT! But another side of me because yes I do have a good side, my good side doesn’t even know what to tell him besides I told you so. You should have listened and walked away the first time she cheated on you because I KNEW it would have happened. 

   Well I’m stuck at an intersection here not knowing exactly what I should do. I messaged him that’s the best I can do aside from that, it’s hard to actually determine what is the best way to go about this. I’ll figure it out, but all I know is Karma does exist, and Karma is definitely on my side. Sorry for the ramblings. I’d rather write then bottle! Have a lovely day folks and remember, Karma does exist, so you should be kind to others, unless you’d like a swift kick in the ass from karma 😀

Feeling a bit shameless.

     Although it is a Television show, a damn good one at that, Shameless brings out the feelings in a person. You can’t help but feel for the imaginary family but in all honesty, we all know there are families or a family out there JUST like this.

    Shameless pulls at the heartstrings left and right. This family literally goes through thick and thin. Some can’t help but relate to some of the characters. It’s a fine strong bunch. 

I honestly can’t help but think, damn, these guys and gals have been through complete shit! Again, I know it’s a story of fiction, but EVERYTHING is based off of something. I mean come on now if it’s not directly based off of someone’s life loosely.

I watch as Carl and Liam grow, Carl from thug to wanting to better himself. Lip from uneducated to college boy, Debbie from single mom to well still single mom, I’m sure her character will develop more later, Ian from schizophrenic manic depressant to respected EMT, and Fiona from business manager to owner.

   In my opinion sure the family is quite fucked up. Frank is still an addicted jerk off, Monica, well she’s quite the catch, also, if you haven’t caught the latest season, **Spoiler ahead!**                                                    poor Monica bites the dust. Ruh Roh. No worries I know what everyone was thinking it was a drug binge, but your wrong. I assure you it was natural causes.

     Unfortunately I can’t see the family progress until future seasons are released one episode after another, but I would still love to see how they change. That’s what really keeps my interest up. Seeing them go from rags to riches. Oh come on you honestly think they won’t? I can assure you, with a family as fucked up as the Gallagher’s, you know those kids are bound to go up rather down. Coming from shit or as some call it rock bottom, you know they can only go up from the shit that they have grown from.

     Thanks for the read! I update and post from time to time, write about things I feel necessary to write about, but you’ll see updates on different topics every so often. Thanks again!