It was probably in third grade - I had a super fake, gold herringbone chain. I don't remember if it was my mom's or how I got it, but ever since then, I've loved chains.
I get sick all the time because I get no rest and sleep, but it's definitely worth it.
I never want to look back on life and say I wish I did something, and I don't want anybody else to do that.
I'm the type to have a bullet-proof condom and still gotta pull out.
Man the life of a workaholic... You either on ya work or just workin on it.
The best advice I have been given is to live in the moment, as cliché as that sounds. It's crazy.