18 years old. born and raised a Muslim until i was about 14 i know kinda young to be skeptical but at that age it wouldnt stop bothering me (mostly music led me to this kind of thinking ). so i answered myself by being under the carpet until about last year right before my 18th birthday. to be honest it was the best thing i ever done in my entire short life. ever since then ive lost about 98% of my friends. which is fine i cant blame them for not understanding. and living in the south suburbs of chicago my entire life ive still gotten to see most of the world in and out through peoples mouths being arabian and having family back home. but now i reside in a neighborhood with a mosque right in the middle basically this entire place knows im here and there are many consequences. literally to them they think breaking windows every week will change me. fuck that. i know for a fact im not the problem. =) sorry for the long intro.
"fuck freedom it doesn't exist in reality. we are all victims of our own doubt" - made that up myself june 28th, 2010
