Hey there, I'm Josh, or Joshua of course. I live in the lil' old town of Yellowknife. Everything here seems to be twisted and sick in some way. When everybody is bored, you tend to do some screwed up stuff. I'm 15, single, and hoping to stay a long while. I don't live my life like I should be doing. I don't live it like it's my last day, because I know it most likely isn't going to be. But when the day comes that I die, I'll say "hey my life was pretty good". I don't even have a place to call home anymore. As much as I live in a house, I can't call it home.