Born, AND RAISED!!!
A house of moods, is where I was born, and in this house of moods, I grew up, carrying EVERYBODY else’s BAD moods (as they can damn well, handle their own positive moods quite effectively, and didn’t need me for those!)…
A house of moods, it’s been hard, growin’ up here, I practically, RAISED myself (of course, I still needed my adult counterparts for the first TWO levels of the Hierarchy of Needs), and because their moods are so totally, FUCKING (and your point being???) unstabilized, she couldn’t keep her husband’s DICK in check, and he still carried the emotional abuse passed down by HIS own parents, in VERBAL form to me.
see how colorful my house is based off of this???
A house of moods, I’d grown up in, and it was, truly, extremely, difficult, and yet, I still grew up, with countless scars on my body, and I’d used to, peel back all those ugly scabs that would ITCH like crazy all off, and, I’d start, bleeding, all over again.
what’s going on the inside…
what it looks like from the outside…
not my photograph…
Growing up, in a house of moods, it ain’t NO easy thing, and, growing up hard, is not something anybody’s CHILD should have to endure, and yet, I’d, endured it, became, a REAL live W-O-M-A-N (and yeah, I AM one, but, I’m also, a MAN too, just NOT in the biological sense!!!).
Life, the Obstacle Course 