Sheena is a punk rocker

It was fucking nuts. I didnʻt look punk. I was fat. But I saw Another State of Mind 100 times, so I felt like the carpet in the van. You were living a life tra la la trying to make sense of the world. And I was pushed into being alone at 12. Punk rockers strippers and whores. And i donʻt mean that word as a pejorative. We all gotta do we have to do. It was my tribe. And she was just as likely to buy me breakfast at Egg ʻn things as my father was to bust my head. I watched a pimp shoot meth (I think it was meth) with a needle into a hooker and then asked me if i wanted some. I said no thank you. He was a big black man that would crush my chest with a stern look. I let him drive my car that night, he had sex with the hooker, then dropped me off with her. I paid for her cab. And these stories all sound like bullshit. Kūhiō and Seaside