I killed someone at the age of eight years old
I was just a little kid but the person I killed was nothing more than a punk ass bitch that dealt out emotional, physical, and verbal abuse
The person I killed was the reason I got my ass whooped when I was getting bullied or I lost a fight because I didn't fight back
The person I killed was the reason why I was scared to do, say, or think on my own because they always told me I was too dumb to do anything or be anyone but I proved them wrong when I became a murderer
The person I killed is the same person that grew up believing that men aren't supposed to cry, men aren't supposed to be happy, men aren't good enough for anything but slinging dick and paying bills while they suffer in silence and deal with their own pain with no...