.Paul.Justin.Richards.
"Everyone gets screwed everyday.. By life.."
The story of my life. The story of my peers. The many stories that I am now about to tell you is to stay classified. It is to stay quiet as if I didn't mention anything at all about my past, my present, or my future. This is all strictly between us and those who already know about me. I would perfer not to recieve a suitcase with a time bomb in it after sharing my life with you people. The name on the suitcase would of course say, Paul Justin Richards. That is the name that I have come to be grown with, the birthname that my mother and father had given me on the day that I came into this world.
It wasn't so long ago that I had arrived into the world. About 22 years ago to be exact, born in the delievery room of a hospital in my hometown. Though to save you people from hearing about my struggle to get out alive, I'll just move on. So as I was saying, I've been living for about 22 years or so, my life being nothing but pain, action, and mystery.
{ Still Under Construction. }
