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RE: I Started Selling Crack At 12 - My Intro And Story
Sometimes I would see familiar faces but as time went on they looked different, when I first started seeing the white people they would come into my neighborhood in nice cars and nice clothes but a year later the nice cars were gone, the nice clothes became stained t-shirts and sweatpants or dirty looking jeans, there faces looked darker, thinner, eyes wider. The guys from my neighborhood were the opposite, now they were all dressing in fly clothes, wearing lots of gold, and driving really nice cars.
I really like the way you wrote this. Great post, I'm proud to be your first follower here.
I appreciate the follow, I wasn't sure how people would feel about me being anonymous but I wanted to be able to tell my whole story without holding back, I have done some things that I am not proud of today. I don't think a lot of people really know what that part of life is like.
I do man , i'm clean now from that past doing shit , living life , working to provide , and keep away from problems .
and once again, I just have to re-emphasize that your writing is FAN-FUCKING-TASTIC.