I grew up in the city of Pomona, CA where if you wanna make it out alive in this city you had to be about that hardcore life. At the age of 15, I’ve learned a lot about the streets I even don’t have a mind set of a 15 year girl should have. I’ve seen a lot but a lot of more people have seen worst than me, I’ve seen the hard life even though I don’t live like a low class person, I love my city there’s a lot of secrets left behind in this city. I grew up having a lot of friends, fake and real ones, who would’ve known that my best friend would be a gay guy.. who would’ve known that I got pregnant and had an abortion, who would’ve known that I use meth heavily, who would’ve known that I would be such a strong girl and still keep moving forward.. I honestly never thought my life would turn out to be like this.