WHERE IS MY GOLDEN TEETH
I found myself seating in one corner sober, tired and sweating profusely. I'm so done for. I just can't make anything tangible out of my scattered and unpleasant life.... those were the words I kept telling myself. I got worn out of going about doing the same thing with no result to show for it, gone for too many interviews for which I know I'm more than qualified for, still no job and no means to an end. I've always hoped for a little bit of stability in my life even if it's just one thing. The family which should have been the foundation of my stability in life, was never strong. My family is another headache on it's own, so you see you could probably or not imagine what I went through. My Mum on the other hand lived her reckless life; alcohol addictions and dad you'd never know the difference between when he's at home and when he's not, always out of the house earlier than anyone because of work, comes late everyday after havin...