" ... I screwed up again... right?"

Your life has not been easy... nor has anyone else's in this area. You live in the suburbs of New York and you are part of a street gang, You haven't exactly been a saint but there are things you don't accept... like drugs for example, Although it seems that your girlfriend did not think the same as you, she fell into a strong addiction and you are finally helping her to get ahead... again... you don't even remember how many times he has told you the same thing... but this time it's different, right?