I was born into a military family. My pa was always gone and my ma was addicted to coke. So living in this fatherless enviroment I got involed with the wrong crowd. I started with weed but some moved onto meth and coke. Then came the mafia. My best friend and I were in the Mexican Mafia selling Meth and partying every night. It wasnt until his death by the hands of that same mafia that life changed. I had been to jail before and after that the thought of going back wasnt an option. So going to were the head mafia people were I started killing. I killed them all. Thats when my life of lonlyness and wondering start.
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