In 8th grade I cut a lot. Til I realized that if I dont straighten up I'm doing no better than what people expect from me. I saw that if I didn't get my shit together that all I had going for me was poverty and jail. Most likely death. I wanted to be able to get a steady job and be able ot come hime at night and relax. I'd rather relax for years after school then relax BEFORE getting out and having to struggle more than necessary just to survive. I can't tell you how to realize that shit yourself. All I can say is do it while you can before it's too late and you're fucked.

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