I am a good person by heart but not perfect. I try my best to do good and make people happy but I dont try so much to make myself happy. Now to get the whole story. Wow, here it goes... I am a ch1ld born from two people who didnt love eachother. My dad married my mom so he could give me his last name. My mom married my dad cause that was another man she can rip off and use. Both my parents say they love me but I only beleive one. Im one out of 12 k1ds. But One out of 4 alive ones. Yes, all of siblims out there but most of them are dead or I dont know where they are. I grew up in Inglewood, Gardena, all over LA. Most of my life I learned to be by myself and relie on myself for everything. When I was 11 my dad moved himself and me up to Squaw Valley. This is where I learned what real pain was. The babes up here didnt like me because I was different and of course when you think of LA you think gangs, death, bad things. Well they thought that about me and basicly gave me the worst 3 or 4 years of my life. Thats when I was told I might be depressed. Then high school came along, a little bit better but not fully. First year, I was a loner and didnt do much except school. I also came out to my teachers that I was sucidal. I was then put into the hospital for a good 3 days. I was told I was highly depressive, highly sucidal, and very much full of.

Likes
My boo forever isaiah

Dislikes
not much