Well, would you?
I for one would, famous or no. It's a great way for people who know me to remember me, even in death.
I for one would, famous or no. It's a great way for people who know me to remember me, even in death.

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Of course I find that it's hard for people to relate to the descriptions of my lifestyle. Plenty of people will probably read something like that and think that it's highly unlikely that I grew up in such an environment."Believe it or not, this was the most…enjoyable part of my life. My parents were together, in a sense; my brother and I were best friends, I went to a small quiet school; lots of friends.
I guess…when the FBI started showing up and pulling us out of class…I guess that’s when things started getting out of hand. Yes, I said FBI; not the pigs. My parents were together, but they didn’t like each other. My dad ended up smacking and beating the sense into my mom after she’d stuck a pistol to his head on several occasions. It’s taken me this long to figure out that both of my parents were…a little fucked up, torn around the edges, and...It’s possible that they abused drugs. Highly possible…"



