And Loss Of Control Is Always The

The Feeling Of Arms Around Me, Of Love In My Heart, It Was More Powerful Than Any Of The Negativity I Knew Was Existing In The World For Me. That Feeling Of Love Killed It All.

Be Patient And Wait. Your Mud Will Settle. Your Water Will Be Clear.

Take The Risk And Do Whatever You Can Do And Try Not To Get Caught. If You Do Get Caught, Do It Again.

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)

I'm Pretty Good At Compartmentalizing Things And Not Allowing Things Outside Of Myself To Distract Me Or Bother Me Or Affect Me In Any Way.