Born and raised in Shreveport Louisiana in March of 1984. With the country , church going , choir singing background. Very good child and never looked for trouble. But yet a child in a big world and was unprotected by the knowledge of knowing that touching a man or having the thoughts of doing sexual things to a man was wrong. I wasn’t the type that picked my life style it was forced upon me. Every church nite or whenever my mom had to work , her soo called friends were making me perform oral acts on them for hours at a time . So I grew up thinking that was what I suppose to do all the time. Very talented, I can sing, draw and have visions and uplift anyone that was in need . I was the baby of 8 kids… Very untuned to what people attentions are when I use to think everything is all good and bubbles and fun, there were always the Devil or wolf standing in the background. I use to always be alone because my brothers were always gone , jail or died on me. So I got use to being alone and weird in my own bubble . I graduated from Werner park elementary, caddo heights, Broadway middle school , fairpark high and with little college knowledge. And always had a job and took care of my business. But had a bad eye of choosing the rite crowd of people. I always had to make a move for people and do something for them . Because God put me in a position to do so. But on the other hand when the tables turned I had no one to call on. It was probably due to mistakes I made and from everyone judging me from my mistakes or shall I say weaknesses. But anyway I became very aware of who I was as a black man dealing with homosexuality characteristics. Almost had a thought of being a tranny , but it still come across my mind. . But due to me knowing God , I can overcome that..
Through my life I moved to Texas , Minden and back to Texas again , back to Port City, ‘Shreveport”. I always came back home because I was a country boy that never experienced living alone while I was living in Shreveport, so when I moved to another state , I was wild, a little. I was stripping at 25,26,26,27 at night and work at day. And feel in a dark hole called meth. It controlled me and helped me get through things when I feel bad. But I started with cocaine at 22 and quit it at 28, then meth to help me strip at night and and work when in tired through the day. .
I only experienced love one time and when he died I could only here the words over and over after he was gone. His name was Kevin shields, he was 12 yes older , so I never had to ask for nothing. But hey things change. He had a fetish in having 3sums, so he asked me to have one on his birthday. I didn’t want to but hey I did it just to make him happy and in the middle of it the other guy with was very built and strong brother was kind of clumsy and kelp wasting his drinks . So Kevin was a neat freak and he just went off on the guy. And I had to squeeze the guy hand to pull him back from hurting Kevin. . Kevin called him a stupid Bit*#$, and Lord knows what everyelse. But anyway I had a ring in my ear to leave after we was done. It was weird but I called my sister to come get me and after I left, Kevin told us bye , but I guess the other guy came back and got his revenge by slicing Kevin’s throat and taking his car. I found this out after I was clocking in at work , Walmart. This was the most craziest experience I’ve had to experience. It took allot out of me. But I always had a way of picking people that would soon leave me again….
Soo after loosing the other people I have met, I had to pick up the scattered pieces and rebuilt my life . .
Life will sure bring you through changes, I was staying with my mom after my sister had a very bad house fire and she had to go through the road of watching her kids learn how to walk and learn how to do things all over again , my 2 nephews had got burned really bad . Soo my sister was very depressed, I gave her my room because the house wasn’t big enough for me and my dad in the same roof. He provoked me over and over, until I snapped and hit him back. I didn’t want to but he made me, there is only so much that a person could take. I was called faggot and dumb sissy and while he stole from me and my mom. So I had to leave but end up not moving too far..
Rite next too them I had learned who my friends were, Wich is none. I found out a girl friend of mind put water in my tank behind my tank and still showed her face after me knowing what she did. Still doing harm by trying to tell lies about me doing stuff . But she can’t talk cuss she have sex with my cousin and Lord knows who else for whatever she can to get by. But by that being said a Bit*$, will try to controll where you lay ya head but can’t control her life and try to fuck up your life . And then tell you what they gonna set you up for.. like taking my family’s life. But time in for more….