Here is a little glimpse into my struggle. I don't think I am special. I am just like that girl over there, oh that one across the street too. Yup, nothing special. But I do have a story. I most definitely have a past, I have been through all kinds of shit. Shit that may seem devastating for one is a walk in the park for another.
I never claimed to be a writer.
But I figured I might as well document my journey through the gates of hell which is my active addiction. and all that has come since I picked up that demon on the corner of Irvine Turner Blvd. and took it for a ride. Unfortunately for me I always wind up moving from the drivers seat and end up hogtied in the trunk.