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dillin93
Status: Wish it could have been different...
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Profile: Hello people, im dillin, im 19 years old and studying art or something, ask something if you want to know something else, writing below a little story of my life so people can understand me a little better, just ask if somethings not clear enough! 16th of may 1993 a little boy were born, that was me. I was a normal boy that were brought into this world. When I was 3 years old I met two of the best guys in the world, their name is Rasmus (like me) and Samir, their still very good friends to me today. We played at the park all day, everyday and had alot of fun, like any other kid at that age, fooling around and just were kids. at age of 11ish I started to hang out with a group of older guys that were doing stupid shit, which I started doing aswell because I looked up to them, I started shoplifting, smoking and drinking and kept doing that for about a year (12ish) when I started breaking in to peoples houses, stealing stuff and sold to this a guy that payed okay money for stolen goods. I worked my way up fast in the criminal ranks where I live, I started dealing drugs and alkohol, beated people up and sent them straight into a wheelchair because it were my orders. About six months later I had gotten beaten up alot of guys that wanted their smoke for free because a kid sold the stuff so I bought my first handgun for protection, my little knife just couldn't keep me safe enough anymore. At this moment I earned easily 2000 dollars a week doing small shit other guys just didn't feel like doing. I kept doing this till I got to age 15, my best friend and almost the only one I could really trust in my life at this point got killed in a drive by of a crew more south in the country that just didn't like our ways of working, my life got crushed, I were lost for the first time in my life and I just wanted to get away and start over. I threw away my gun and quitted doing this shit in a heartbeat. I got beaten up countless times for the year and were in the hospital 3-4 times a month for severe damage. Then it cooled off and I could finally beathe again, they had let me continue with my life since they probably got a replacement or bigger things to deal with, which of them I really dont care since I got another chance in life. Now im 19 years old, I'm studying art since it has always cooled me off when I've been in the deepest of shit and it still does, I left that life behind me and I still visit my friends grave as often as I can. Jonas, rest in peace my brother, You will always have a place in my heart! I'm not telling my story to "be cool" or some shit like that, I'm telling it so people can understand me better and maybe stop a friend or family member from doing the same misstake, that life is truly shit. I've lived my life with no regrets, I've experienced something not many others have, I'm both proud and ashamed, I've ruined alot of lives but trying to help others as much as I can. Been at a few of speeches for people of age 15-20 telling about my life, and in my mind im hoping I've helped atleast a few of them of making the same misstakes I did. Peace out.Likes: Music, movies, friends.Dislikes: idkFavorite Music: Ebm
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