Loneliness is one heck of a sickness, don't you think? It not only eats you alive, but very slowly too. In solitary confinement is when that sickness never stops. Endless hours of nothing and communication of any kind is cut. Conversation is what I yearn for the most.
I'm looking forward to finding a friend who enjoys old fashioned letter writing. Someone who can shine some light into my hell. A friend who can help me stay safe.
I'm very outgoing, loyal, and honest. I'm good to those around me and better to those who know me. I'm very compassionate and caring. I appreciate good food and good company. Music is my way to escape.
There's a lot that I look forward to upon my release. I just recently graduated college, so I'm ready to go back to the world and find something that suits me. I'm keeping an open mind. One thing I do know is that I want to enjoy life, not abuse it. I want to do good and give back to those who need it. One minute I was 19, now I'm going on 25. We can never get that time back.
I'm not a bad person. I just made dumb decisions. I only have so many words here, so I hope you can respect my honest and see a friend in me instead of an inmate. Best wishes to all.