The Proof I Needed
She gave me the proof i needed that i was becoming a man.
I had always thought I'd grown up maybe a little bit too fast. I mean, I started wanting a Rolex Submariner back when my friends were still collecting Pokemon cards, I'd be staring at the shapely formfo my teacher, when girls were still considered to 'Have Cooties' by my peers. So when the day my mother told me I was too old for pocket money and ordered me to go find myself a Saturday job, I thought, "Well, screw you, bit...