The things I've lost could shatter any man.

Send him on a downward spiral.

I would've punched my own ticket if it weren't for the Satan's Knights. Instead, I became the VP of the Knightdale Charter.

A man can't drown in his misery when he's got responsibilities. So I look for things to dull the pain.

Sex. Drugs. Whatever. When you've been to hell and back, the only time worth having is a good one. My little Birdie knows this self-destructive path, too. That's why I can't stay away from her.

The highs are higher when you don't fly alone.

But I'm not the only ghost in her life, and her past isn't letting her go. I thought my club was the only thing left for me to love.

It turns out I was wrong.