Life's too short when you find yourself sitting in a car for four hours every day trying to get from East L.A. to West L.A. to Hollywood and then back to East L.A.
I remember telling my creative writing teacher that you never want to have a...
I wanted to end my life so bad and was in my car ready to go down that ramp...
It seemed the world was divided into good and bad people. The good ones slept better while the bad ones seemed to enjoy the waking hours much more.
