It's a hard-knock life for us...
I've lived life up until this point as hard as I could. I don't mean ghetto detroit hard, but I have tried everything that life has presented to me. I've prided myself on the fact that at 27 I've done more then the average individual will ever have the chance to experience in there life. I've finally come across a unfortunate consequence. I think I've become slightly jaded. For all the bumps and bruises I've endured I think I finally formed something of a scar layer that makes me go "hmmm" when someone starts to get close to me. Interesting predicament...