“There was a girl who once loved me so, so much.”
This world won’t reward you with happiness just because you give in. Only bloodshed and violence can buy you a meager chance to survive.
I’ve seen my little sister’s head lying in a drainage ditch, my brother’s kidney listed for sale on a website, and the person who loved me lose their virtue because of me. A bullet pierced my brain.
All I heard was this:
“If there is another life, I hope you will become king.”
The bloody answer of the age told me: the good are guilty!
