A few days ago was my birthday, as usual, I reflected on my life and my progress so far. The times when I was a kid growing up the youngest of four boys, trust me being the youngest is not the greatest position, especially with three older siblings that are competitive.
Ill admit, I’ve been through some garbage in my time, as I’m sure everyone has. I appreciate the hard times, helped me develop some balls. I had to being the youngest. The years have made me relentless, and tenacious. I’m no quitter, when most people stop for some reason I keep going. I couldn’t stop, it’s always a matter of life or death for me.
M Spade 
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