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Not my circus, but they are my monkeys.

Being the kid of one of the world’s greatest rock bands is not all it’s cracked up to be.

I’m famous, but not on my own merits, so why do I have to suffer for it?

I have no real life, no privacy…and friends? How the heck do you make friends that aren’t looking for a meal ticket?

Oh, yeah… You don’t.

It wasn’t always like this, though. I didn’t always feel so… Alone. Once upon a time, I had a best friend who helped me deal with this life that we belong to, someone who understood I am not just a product of Demon’s Wings.



A fitting name for the guys that make up the world who raised me. Growing up as the son of a Rock Legend isn’t all sunshine and rainbows. I don’t connect with many, but then there was Lucy.

She was and always will be the only girl to ever know the real me.

She was my best friend, my voice of reason, and my sanity.

She was…mine…

It’s been years since I’ve seen her, and I miss her so damn bad. I want my best friend in my life again. I want what time has taken away. I want…



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