The thing is, I love prison. I love it so much that I seem to be constantly on a reckless path when I'm out to either die, or come back to prison.

Before anything I am a human being. As I’ve learnt, this is quite important to remember.

Australian men are bulking up at alarming rates. But there’s a toxic truth beneath it all: steroid use.

I had repeated this phrase to people so many times to emphasise how incredibly unbelievable it is that I failed English and am now going to be a published author.

If you finally bought your dream car, what kind of fuel would you put in it?

If I had found freedom in prison, then what was even the point trying to fit in with society?

I was released about four weeks ago and I was quite stressed. To be completely honest, I didn't really want to leave. The truth is, I loved prison and it became part of my identity.