June 19, 2007
it was the being told what not to be. it was my mother. it was my brother. it was my church. it was that goddamned sonofabitch former uncle of mine that i had the hardest time forgiving. it was J and the gangs and the fear. it was the knowledge that staying here would mean i could never really be myself. it was the need to get the fuck away from people here who have always brought me down and who have always kept me nice and controlled. it was that need to go and live the life i want.