I was talking and playing pranks and skipping school, failing pretty much every class I took.
I didn't just want to be the one who was always looking around at the weird family members. I wanted to make my mistakes.
I didn't know what my fate was as far as being alive.
My age makes all my wrinkles and gray hair make sense.
I didn't know whether I'd be attractive to anybody.
I'm the luckiest unlucky person.