My dad left home when I was 3. Told my mom he couldn't take it, it meaning me. And he was the alcoholic. I mean, dependent on Moonohol. And then one day, man, my mom, she drops me off at summer camp, and she says, "see you later = forever." And she just drives off. I- ever since then, man, I've just been depressed. Everything I do is for attention. That's why I steal. I mean, look at this. I stole this. What am I gonna do with this? I just really just- you know, I just miss my dad And I don't know where my mom went. And man no one really wants to be around me. And that's what makes me cry.