Some people deserve to die. Good riddance to bad rubbish. Fuck guilt. I'm super proud of you for telling a bit of your story, that shit is hard as hell to deal with. I can imagine doing my best to reinvent my past if it was like that too. I love you Blossy, and love is acceptance and forgiveness. I can understand and I can sympathize. And now it's boot strap time. Pick yourself up, dust yourself off, hold your head high and keep true. You were a victim, but you don't ever have to be again, least of all to yourself anymore. <3

Well now. Go desecrate their grave.
A 40oz of urine will do just fine.
If someone sees you they will think
you are just pouring one out for a homie.

<3
Love you whatever

I understand why. We have walked similar paths through hell, you and I.

<3