I'm a fucked up excuse for a human being, with enough mistakes to bury myself in this massive hole i dug for myself.
I found myself in the woods, with a lit cigarette and a bottle of Jack. I knew for sure i didn't want to go back.
I have a girlfriend i don't deserve.
"But baby"
"Go. Home. Now."
"But-"
"JUST LEAVE! Can't you see i don't want you here!"
Overall Life isn't my thing, but i still live day by day in this shitsville called Westchester, New York.
I've gotten into more things than you think a 16 year old would get into....
but i don't want to change it
My name is Joshua Alexander Hotz, and this is my story.
A/N: How was it? The formats a little flaky but its just the prolouge. Be aware that there will be language and pretty strong language. ok, thanks. (: