I stole ten thousand dollars, I am probably going to die soon. I just don’t know when, I can guess how, terribly, fucking horribly. I don’t know how I got here, my childhood was fantastic, I did all the normal kid stuff, boy scouts, cops and robbers, kiss a girl run away, fight with my parents, go to church.
Yet, here I am, on then run with a dollar to my name, death on my doorstep needing a fix.