Prologue You could say we weren't the most successful looking group in school. Dyed hair, piercings, tattoos, and drugs were like fucking aesthetics for us. We didn't care about anything, except each other that is. Though we were looked down on by nearly everyone, we were happy. We didn't do drugs or hurt ourselves because we wanted a way out. We did it because we chose to, because we had a good time when we fucked around. Everyone said "you all will never amount to anything." Well...here's the story of how we did.