Let me get straight to it. My name is George Kvoldikoli. I'm a college student. Yeah, I got shit going on with my life but, I'm still young. I don't care about money. I don't care about drugs. I DON'T CARE ABOUT ANYTHING! 

I'm care-free. I intend to keep things that way. Who cares if I'm on the streets? I'll become a thief, wondering the streets, looking for my next prey. Everything's about the streets these days.

My grandparents told me about a time when gangs weren't as bad as they where these days. And I hate being in Philadelphia. I'm around all this shit. A kid just got eaten to death by bull dogs. 

I want to run. I want to run so far to where no one reaches me. I wanna go back to South Korea. I wanna let go. I wanna die. But then again, Dying only puts me in more pain deep in hell.