Just a kid growing up in a small city. I guess when you grow up sheltered in a primarily Christian home you tend to be more nieve than your other peers. You don't always realize how bad life can actually be. You don't always understand the unruly weight of depression that can hang on your father's shoulders, or the alcoholic toxin your mother consumes on a daily. Don't worry kid, you'll find your way someday.
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RandomGetting lost or getting found? You'll never find your way locked up in a place like this. Find your outlet.
