My mom full time drug dealer ex-beautician. my dad a disbarred criminal defense attorney & drug addict/ musician. i start smoking bud at 7 &the 20 dip-shit tweakerz living in my house, they we're everywhere the attic every room in the house except mine, the back yard in a tent, the garage. don't get me wrong I'm not saying anything bad about my parents they did whatever they had 2 4 me, but they let ppl take advantage of them. some1 decides to rob an electronics store for like 36 big screens &sell them at yard sales in my front yard! so needless to say my house gets raided i get a gun pointed at my face &this is all before i was 10 yrs old! sent to live with a verbally abusive uncle & aunt who used me to defend herself from him i was tormented seriously contemplated murder on the daily sobbed at least twice a day got in fights constantly(got jumped by 7 high school girls in 7th grade)&the only reason i didn't kill myself was hoping my family would get bak 2gether. which all ended when my dad died of pancreatic cancer 3wks after his diagnoses when i was 15. then i was on self destruct mode. running with the wrong crowd that was way older then me became a hard drug addict &then got arrested on the 1st anniversary of my dads death on my way to get a RIP tatt that i would've regretted drunk as i'd ever get, belligerent as hell ¬ taking any shit. go figure. i get released why, i dont know. but that was the 1st time i'd ever disrespected my uncle &the day i knew it was time 4 me to move out. i had dropped out the middle of 10th grade all i ever did there was sell bud. i attended church for a few years. until the pastor turned my dad's funeral into a chastisement to me &never thought it was wrong in any way but there wasnt 1 word mentioned about my dad at his own funeral! at 16 was dating a 21yr old with 17 felonies who ended up being an accomplice to sum chick setting sum1 on fire @ a strip club got a D.A. reject &tryed to come bak 2me. um.. no! almost got raped @17 getting stabbed will really fuck up a boner tho my dad was right that knife did come in handy. i dont kno if i killed him or not to this day &i dont care. been floating ever since then, place to place crime to crime day to day. i never know what will change. i'm trying to change my life i just dont quite know how past getting my GED. im 18 now got nothing no money no job no family nothing. i would live with my mom but shes homeless too &im not gonna be her burden. shes got enough of those. hoping 4 better days. & agree that life definately SUCKS!! | |