I'm only 18 years old, I live with my mom and have my computer in the basement next to the washing machine so I can wash her undergarments.
The guy you meet at parties and conventions is this homeless man I pay to front for me.
That's why he looked like this.
He has since been to rehab, and is on medication to stop the voices in his head and has now cleaned up and looks like this:
Now that he's clean and sober going on 1 month I figured it was time to fire him.
You will not be seeing him at the parties/shows anymore.
This is the real me.
