When I was 12, I couldn't wait to be 21. When I was 21 I lived for debauchery, parties, fights, drugs, girls and anything that (to the random square) seemed completely fucking mental. When I was 29, life decided (for the most part) that the party is over. Once I was cheered on for consuming deadly amounts of alcohol and drugs, now to those same people I might as well be the devil. Rumors full my town, ruining more things than I ever thought. At 33, ahh 33. Yeah true colors shined through on everyone around me. Which only made it worse for me, somehow. I never had to hide being a piece of shit. They all did. So when I came out on top, and most importantly alive, it saddened me to the very core to see all my "friends" turn on me. FUCK EM! | Quote by Ruger