Fuck it, there’s no sob story here. I was born with a silver fucking spoon in my hand. Anything and everything was handed to me on a silver platter, and I never had to lift a fucking finger. I was pampered, spoiled, and my life was way too fucking easy. I have a loving, supportive, family and go to a school filled with awesome, nice kids and great role-models. My brother was president of the robotics team and went to Berkeley with a 2250 on the SAT.

Somehow, somewhere, I managed to fuck up. I fucked up real bad.

They say, if everyone was a hero, who would wave as they go by?