Violence: you are a naughty naughty kid.

Violence, drugs ... They blocked roads on my way eccentric life. No matter how debilitating are my steps on this path,
or what kind of bad gestures give away my life ... My goal is to abstain from these, being a man is not determined by how many lines of cocaine can endure, or how or sociopathic maniac is your way of thinking. But not being a man means to follow a system established by moral or ethical idea. NO
The revolution doesnt have to start with drugs or physically pushing my neighbor ... Although seen as cholo, and possesses a mind least bit aggressive, my calm is coming from the ink to nap ... Finding the light within me, that light that I incentive to create, not destroy. However, the causes must be defended, and start a fight will be my last resort to which a criminal and ignorant disrespect to represent the humanity of someone else ... The difference between this and a fight hollow is as physics and movement ... for there to be movement, then there must be the face of this force that the force will represent my cause, and the movement will be a dagger into the heart of the weak hollow abuser ... Whether the woman, mother, sister, brother or oppressed by the search laughter .... or whether it was me. To prevent this I will use the argument and intelligence. Getting hit in the stomach will not let you out of breath as the sudden shock of realizing that you're stupid.