July 4, 1995
Cars, Singing, Basketball, Beach, Night Life, Jordan's
I should be happy right now, I just picked myself up from the shit hole I got myself into, but I’m not. I still feel like shit and a failure, I regret the shit I’ve done even more and wish I could start this life all over again from the very beginning. Or better yet get this life over with. I know I’m young and have a lot more things to experience before it’s my time. But I just hope that somewhere out there, in a different dimension, my duplicate experienced a childhood much better then what I’ve experienced.