Rough, Rugged and Raw, A Dimond In The Rough Having, I’m sure like most, lived a less than easy life, where everything I ever wanted was facilitated by well off parents or money, not here. Everything I have or gotten, was earned through hard work deligence, fortitude, resilience, and above all, patience. So where as to having a great simple life, like most of you, I also had to work hard and had to live with not having everything I wanted or needed, or desired. Having to work since the age of 9-10, Inhave not had it easy whence it came to having what I need. Trying to find myself, while trying to fit in isn’t easy for anybody, specially with parents with limited learning who work for themselves. ***s as you may, my poor parents didn’t rely on a steady paycheck, making me and my brothers and sisters upbringing uncomfortable and unconventional most of our lives. I say Street Made, In L.A., among other things live fashion and dreamed of making a *** line with this tag line, because most of who I am, I have learned or picked up or has been instilled in me not by school or my parents, but by life. Los Ángeles being the second biggest city in the U.S. has certainly a lot to offer by way of different mindsets and attitudes. And being on the streets a lot of the time, the term School Of Hard Knocks comes to my mind whenever someone asks if I went to a school of higher learning. To surmise then I am not wealth off, but rich in knowledge about my self and sorroundings. Humble, patient, considerate, sincere, down to earth, and realistic. Living a rough life I try to keep it simple. I live by one rule, “The Golden Rule” Treat others as I would like to be treated Which I can tell you, ever since my 3rd grade teacher, Ms. Jones uttered it in class, it resonates with me. Not that it has ever worked out that way. Never the less, wether it makes me look like a people pleaser, I rather say, i am my brothers keeper. And as for always getting f over, sure I get mad or upset, and think and talk to myself of how could this person be *** back or how am I gonna deal with this dis, i call it huff and puff. Venting helps me realise that to seek vengeance is not me. Rather forgive and forget. For If I do to others as done to me, I loose myself. And if there Evil, it would surely win by having a another bad person on its team. Live and let live. I know it stupid to keep those people that f you over in your life, or to continue to trust people that you know or worse that u don’t. I just do it with a shorter span. As is I can clearly say that the only real freinds I have in my life are two. My son who is 14 and THE LIGHT OF THIS WORLD. I barely know my boy, left his mom when he was 5 and THE LIGHT, I’m just now getting to know.