George Gregory Plitt (Jr.). (№ 209083)

The potential of this garden with clean fertile soil. This garden is your potential, your belief in what you can become. Child we wanted to be lawyers, doctors, athletes, President. Nobody says that wants to become a drug addict, no one says he wants to thump every day, nobody wants to be the dregs of society. No, don't want to. This garden can grow anything. And I had come up with an idea and he puts it in this land. He cherishes her, working on her, investing all his love. Out of this fruit - the possibilities... You can become someone! And when you grow this tree with the fruits, suckers, weeds of life, Jabberwocky, will look up at you and hate you for it. Because your success reminds them of their failures. They tried to grow from your garden something worthwhile, but it was too complicated for them and therefore they went astray. They fuckin ' weed! And what do they do? They will try to humiliate you, to call, to prevent your name through the dirt, trying to drag you down to feel better. They poked you with a finger, forgetting that the other three point to them. Bob Marley said: "the Truth of life is that really any man will hurt you; you just gotta find those that worth it." Those weeds are that you were suffering?