IM STILL HERE MMMMMMMMMMM .......I LOVE TO BITE I DONT PLAY NICE 8) first off im not here for the points or the popularity contest. Im me,I love the taste of blood,I love to cut myself,I love the fealing i get its like extacy thats good too!I love art im an artist my self but my arts aginst the law in THIS country anyway..."I love" my journal,the night,my tahoe,my job,water,swimming,exploring,taking pictures,black and white are my favorite colors.updated and a mosqito now 8) likes:summer nights,riding my bike,my job,my car,my friends though only few,my family,my computer,my albino leperd gecco,my new apartment ,wolves,black and white,thunder storms,playing in the rain, icp,beer,afi,alturnitive,89 fuggn X, dislikes: not much fake people,candy,ice cream, weed,thong sandels,when people judge others based on nothing, going to court,
ok im a simple person.I was born at saint johns hospital in detroit rased in warrin .Most of my life.Till i was about seven it was all up hill from there well more like a roller coster.Rased around drugs and abuse.But let me gett back on track.I stayd in warren till like seven i moved to midland MI.A small town full of corrupt cops! and judges I know that shit happens every were but i hate it .Ok my parrents devorced when i was like twelve we were in midland my dad got married to this crack head ass bitch who juss smoked up the profits.So he tells me.Anyway my mom also hooked up with a crack head who always grounded me,my brother and MY MOM.My brother got messed up by the doctor so hes handycapped and has siezors and shit.Hard on my part cuz hes got the mind of a four year old.Hes older then me by a year and sum change.Damn i always gett off track i had to live with my mom cuz my dad i gess didnt wanna deal with me .That crack head my mom got invovled with sold all are shit when we went up to see my uncle whos now dead 8(.We came back to nothing!!!.Theres alot more to the story I could write a book but im just trying to lett you all get to know me ok.I was also millested as a kid I hate to talk about it but if yau wanna talk im here for anyone!!!!!.After the crackhead my ma was daten I moved in with my dad and he was never home I never had a cerfew.He didnt make me go to school I was the happiest kid on this green and blue planet. For real i wish he would have been there for me now though.Sorry I have such a bad memory from all the drugs!.All i do is drink now and thats only a couple of beers if that.Anyways I live with my dad now and we have this bissness goin for us.I cant find a job rite now besides the work he gives me beleave me iv tried to gett a job ,and notting.Iv been through alotta shit iv seen my mom and dad beat the living fuck out of eachother.If your intreasted and want to know more or even read this let me know ok I have no problem talking or explaining any of my art work or giving advice ok ... A Friend (A)ccepts you as you are (B)elieves in "you" (C)alls you just to say "HI" (D)oesn't give up on you (E)nvisions the whole of you (even the unfinished parts) (F)orgives your mistakes (G)ives unconditionally (H)elps you (I)nvites you over (J)ust listens to you (K)eeps you close at heart (L)oves you for who you are (M)akes a difference in your life (N)ever Judges (O)ffer support (P)icks you up (Q)uiets your fears (R)aises your spirits (S)ays nice things about you (T)ells you the truth when you need it (U)nderstands you (V)alues you (W)alks beside you (X)-plains thing you don't understand (Y)ells when you won't listen and (Z)aps you back to reality -kizz-the klown xoxoxox
