☆☆Futureboy ☆☆

When the package is this pretty, no one cares whats inside.
Born in the mid 50s, I worked for a italian mob boss until the tender age of 12 was taught to shoot a gun, i promptly stabbed up the place and flew to america to join the hippy bandwagon it was at this time i became a leading acid dealer travelling the country with my band of dirty long haired clients in tow Riding the trains wherever they took me, playing his guitar. This guitar playing is where my next venture spanned from, taking up the lead guitar in a band playing small gigs around the place, it was this band that started out the genre 'funk' from there i took his success to the dj'ing scene but quickly fell into a life run by his old friends the drugs. after finally coming clean i moved to the east side of australia to set up a fight club and take controll of the bay area
These days i am a 19yr old painter living in the redlands
I actively stalk my stalker kell, shes pretty rad i think
and apprantly im arrogent and out to steal your parents cash from there wallets
go figure, i didnt even know that
ok maybe the arrogent part i did
My top friends is pretty huge but i cant choose just 8