The first time i learned how to hate was when my dad told me to hate Chevys.

The first time i got stung by a bee was when my brother told me to catch one because it was a butterfly.

The first time i felt alone was when i got called titanic on the bus home in elementary school.

The first time i got into a fight was when my brother made me fight the neighbor kid when i was eight.

The first time i learned how to love myself, was in the center of a moshpit getting pushed and shoved covered in other people's sweat

Music.

Music is my home.