Sabata, my dear Sabata.
Have ever told you I was jealous of your past? Have you ever wondered why?
I went down the wrong path Sabata, like you. I went down the wrong path, like 5 times. You at least were getting money. Maybe not the best way, better than starving yourself. Sabata, 8th grade, my clean year, I ate. A little more than normal. Not like a horse or anything. I'm still suffering. I can't believe i ever stopped eating, for drug money! Was I sick? Is that Annorexic?