jasonh501

Moving. I'd heard it sucked but never thought that I'd have to go through it. Guess I was wrong, huh? I reached into the back of the SUV to grab a box labeled "FRAGILE." It felt like my life should be wrapped up in that box. Or my sanity. Fragile. As I held it, tears began to well up in my eyes. No. I wasn't going to roll over and die about this. Not like I'd tried to do before... Some part of me still though it was totally unfair. After all, when your parents divorce because your dad is a man-whore but he owns the house, the odds are clearly not in your favor. And then you have to pack up near the end of summer when all your friends get b...