ThePenumbraProject

My life is like Grandpa Ken's 'When I was a young boy' tales - boring, uneventful, and predictable. I wake up in the morning with no purpose or goal in life. I take a cold shower to calm my raging teenage hormones, put on my hideous black and red suit of a uniform, and fix my abnormally thick and curly brown hair, which just set the record for breaking combs in a span of a week. I brush my canines and after that, walk to the kitchen and open the fridge to get something unhealthy and meat- related to eat. Once I'm finished with my meal, I wait for the bus, and when it comes, go through the day with a strained smile on my face. When the long