A dead mother and a shitty life. A father who devotes his life to do gods work and doesn't care for anyone. Which is why I became reckless. But when becoming reckless just becomes habit to gain people's attention, it escalates, and escalates far enough for me to almost kill myself. I ran away, I refused to devote my life to the church. I was kicked out of school and did awful things. What happens if you share all of your regrets with a stranger? What if that stranger becomes your undoing..?All Rights Reserved