I Dont Want To Live This Life

I Don't Want to Live This Life (Change of pace equals review of book long out of circulation, but eyes experience immediate hook so perhaps...take a look and best locate a cozy nook). Authored by Debbie Spungen early 1980's, yours truly doth recommend perhaps Facebook message I will send whose person I would be eager to befriend cuz, title of poem by me, and book written, sans arduous motherhood to contend by above (now octogenarian) gal, a pitched battle blend of brute confessional honesty, and maternal love, yet heaven forfend, such sacrifice after gleaning (of... course add in mix amidst end of post World War II establishment, viz hippie revolution number 9) now only praise, aye absolutely commend dubble "NOT FAKE" grueling tale of emotional survival during anti war counter cultural trend insert flaps did bend immediate curiosity as spurious hours to expend choice of reading material, thus found this bookworm trying to comprehend analogous taming wild animal hence, engrossed many hours on end today sunday February 17th, 2019 since birth Nancy Spungen the firstborn and utter archfiend, whose decade long trajectory, yet to complete reading harrowing story til the bloody end, where near total mortal kombat doth descend how young mom stayed sane one can only applaud and defend, the monster birthed from doting parents, as both key figures appeared to extend more patience than Job, mebbe wounds will never mend unfortunate unbearable task since day one did portend a downward spiral, each day and night for twenty orbits of Earth round sun surviving family members punishing trial may forever garner kudos to legend deary selflessness still cost steep psychological stipend.