Our parents bit and ditched us five years ago and we’re still looking for them. Jo’s fucking mission he’s dragged us into. That’s not fair together we’re stronger than we are apart, but god damn do we have to continue with this pointless chase? If they wanted to be found we would’ve found them by now. Tyler and Jo staring at maps planning our new destination which invariably leads to a dead end.
Fuck them all. I want to stay put. I want a fucking house and I want god damn dog. Throw in a picket fence I don’t give a fuck just stop moving.
I can’t do it though, I love my brothers too much. As much as I want to sock each right in their damn faces I’m not leaving them. Fuckers.
We’re heading west throwing our shit in the cars. This is the part of all this endlessness that I kind of enjoy. It’s hypocritical, but the drive to wherever is the best thing. Music’s blaring and I’m lost to this stretch of road.
Tyler’s sitting with me on this go, probably wants to talk about feelings. Fuck me.
