It's not like I did anything with the gun except pretend that I was skilled in its use. I don't want to think about that. I thought that I had things to run away from before, but after my first arrest, it got worse and worse. Everyone knew everything. And people even knew stuff before I did, because I didn't remember doing any of it.
Home is in a treatment center in North Hollywood.
Every day is a dream date come true. No, I'll tell you what it's like. It's not easy. I have to focus on the here and now. Around six-thirty at night.