I disappoint my parents on a daily basis but given the neverending support I receive from them even when I have done nothing else but fucking it all up the vast majority of the time, I can’t help but being thankful. I know I complain about them pretty often for their inability to comprehend my emotions but to be fair, I’m quite a complicated being and it’s been hard for them to learn how to handle me, my reckless behaviour and my overly impulsive choices. I wish I was more open about how I feel regarding them because they deserve to know I am grateful and proud for having such kickass folks to watch over me.