Rig the gun to explode in your eyes
At this point in time, I don’t care if I die. I’m tired of all the world’s b*******!!!!!
My brother and I lost our father at a very young age. We would visit our Aunt and Uncle in the country few times a year. I was 14 years old that summer. I then realized why. One afternoon I found my mom and uncle in the barn. They were in the hay loft. Mom was giving out those adult moaning sounds.
