Brixtonyute: I was born a rose but I grew up out of concrete to find my way in the world.. Dad was never really around, and mum worked her socks off to raise me.. Childhood was tragicomedy literally; sweet sometimes, but hard as a rock sometimes..Yeah, I was a council estate kid! I vowed at age 7 never to shed a tear for the rest of my life, and take on every situation I face like a man.. Age 10, I was already a man, making my own money and saving, in secondary school..

At age 13, the yardies on my block were my role models, and the notorious Myatts Field Estate, Brixton was where I called home.. Age 14, I was a gang member shotting weed, crack, PCP etc. on those roads. I had whatever drug you can get from a road pharmacist, and the fiends never stopped ringing my phone.. I had my own share of road wars, got shanked a couple of times, and shot at a couple of times.

But my life changed when I met this chic. Pretty thing with a big batty.. She showed me the love I never believed existed, and she loved me so much that I was scared she was trying to set me up, and hand me over to the jakes.. Then I discovered I was also in love with this girl, but I just couldn't act right because my past life shaped up my mentality the wrong way.. I've anger problems, and trust was something that was foreign to me due to my past life.. I'm from the school of hardknocks, and the road code of ethics governs the way I live, and how I do things.. Thanks to this chic and her persistence, and help; I got an education, but it never changed my mentality..

About 7months ago, she left me, and my life has never been the same..My life ended the day she left me, and I've never been the same since then.. I still cry sometimes because of this girl (Something I vowed never to do again)..

It must be love, and love is indeed powerful!

True life story.

N u brag on nl lyk u ar a comando dat kan neva b hurt. Neva knew u had feelins coz u r d 'bullyin' typ afta readin ur comments anytym i com by dm. Anyways go n beg her if u truly lov her n learn to 'trust' if she agrees. Without trust, u kan neva succeed wit a partna.

Goldieluks:
Hmmm..that trust-less guy? no no..
besides am taken too,lol

lol whats trust got to do with iiiiit!

Lmao@ topic '' when love makes a gangster cry''

queensmith:

lol whats trust got to do with iiiiit!

cause it won't last one bit, lol.

Brixtonyute:

You won't survive walking a day in my shoes.

what makes u man think so? many men survive more things bro, I man survived many things and still surviving many more, i run my cabana

Brixtonyute:

I was just narrating a true life story of how love can make people cry. The power of love.

Hogwash. U're a p***y and a gangster-wannabe. But u might become a successful writer if u work harder.

Brixtonyute:

Nah, not that. Just too many betrayals in my life, and it's basically difficult to trust anyone again. Trusting people almost cost my life on several occasions, and everyone I've ever trusted let me down. I made myself who I'm today, I had to fight many battles, won some, and lost some; but trust always betrayed me. Hence, why I'm so messed up!

heart-breaking, to be honest. but if a girl loves you, i don't get how that doesn't help somehow.