I started to get into trouble when I met my boyfriend Andy, which Ive been with now for a couple years...prior to knowing him my record was clean and I never stole anything and I didnt even DO drugs I was a goodie goodie christian girl...and yeah, I look at my life now and hate myself for everything Ive done. Ive been put in psych wards for suicide and shit because how much I hate myself...I wouldnt of broken into that safe either had I not been with Andy...I dunno...but, I love him...so...its like nothing matters, and I dont care what happens to me, and Id rather that I did die...