But that is not what I'm famous for, To most people I was the good ole' boy next door. My father taught me about guns at a very young age. Lost my scholarship, partying, gambling and just having an all around goodtime. Upon returning to the marines, stayed in trouble even got alittle brig time for gamblin'
a little "LONE-SHARKING", My father managed to pull a few strings, alledgedly and I got out of Marines with my reputation somewhat in tact. Then it was back to college, and managed to marry a real sweetheart. But trying to work,study, and use of drugs to try to keep me going. My life started to just spiral out of control. I tried to get help it just did not do any-good. My thoughts just got darker and darker till one day I just snapped.
Austin will just never be the same. What's my name and who do I blame?
2007-06-18
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