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I Am Essentially Optimistic. Being Alive Is Incredible. Life Is Extraordinary And Beautiful. It Can Be Hard And Sad And Terrifying, But It's All We've Got.

On My First Day In Jail, A Three Hundred Pound Man Named Porterhouse Hit Me In The Back Of The Head With A Metal Tray. I Was Standing In Line For Lunch And I Didn't See It Coming. I Went Down. When I Got Up, I Turned Around And Started Throwing Punches." (james Frey, Pg.1)

It's Been Great Getting Better With You.

I'm Tired Of Making People Sad And I'm Tired Of Disappointing Them And I'm Tired Of Seeing Them Break. I Have Seen This Too Many Times. He Will Be The Last.

I Always Wanted To Be The Outlaw. And That's To A Certain Extent How I've Lived.