A life with no boundaries
Because I had no boundaries, I lived my own kind of life—I joined a gang and got into the street life of selling drugs, beating and robbing people, fighting…The way I saw it was, it gave me something to do. Living with my dad only made matters worse. He and his girlfriend were addicted to crack cocaine and so didn’t care much about me. Our relationship was so stormy that at times we had knives at each other.
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