I grew up in a small tree in southern Florida, where the sun beats on you from above without mercy, and the air is thicker than your mother's thighs at the age of 63. I was drafted into the war at age 15, and as I went through the horrors I knew that I needed something to keep myself sane. That's when my addiction of drugs started, and it consumed me. I snorted cocaine and began shooting up heroin. It gave me this rush of power and excitement that nothing else in life gave me. I soon ended up in the hospital from my self-harming ways, and they decided to give me therapy. I endured those years of therapy and rehabilitation with gratitude. Finally after I was let out of that nut house, I could begin my life again anew. My passion for video games was undeniable, and I became a professional. In my spare time I squeeze my juice like any regular 13 year old boy that has finally discovered porn for the first time.