My father was a migrant worker until he was 17 years old, my mother worked in her grandfathers tortilleria when she was young, my parents were poor as well
Mine was solo by the time I turned three, and a myriad of dudes came and went. Shit happens though. Didn't expect this status to get so raw guys. Everything I do becomes a fucking torrent of angst when I'm drunk... This was suppose to be a joke guys, and now the feels are gettin' me. lol