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00 :: prologue

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back in 12th grade at wladimir high, i think thats when i started to noticed the problems in america.

the shooting rate of our black people, the wall -- to keep out 'illegal' immigrant -- and the ban on muslims. before, i was ignorant bastard. literally, i was. during a one summer visit, my father told me why he left my mother and never visited us: he wanted to be with a white woman because "they're more understanding" and "they gotta better pussy"; being around that type of environment shaped who i was -- age 11-- ignorance became the only thing i knew.

being the only one who doesn't have a father at an all white school doesn't make it better. i got teased. i got bullied. i got beaten up (other reasons too) for not having a father figure.

that's when i started to envy white people. that's when i started to become them. that's when i started to 'talk white' and 'act white'.

at the age of 13, i began searching up ways to bleach skin.

at the age of 14, i began degrading black women and girls while i fantasise about white girls. 

at the age of 15, i began departing from my family- especially my older brother, kaleo.

at the age of 16, i began eating with white people only. i began tellin' lies to my 'friends' that i was adopted. i began bullying smaller and weaker black kids tellin' em, "you're nothing but a lowlife hoodlum." i dated white girls to piss off my mom and to pleasure myself. 

but at the age of 17, i fell hard.

i fell hard for her.

at the age of 18, i fell in love with myself

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A U T H O R  N O T E:

sooo i gave y'all a seek peek of malik milton. you guys can breathe now but the next chapter, y'all better hold your tissues and tears. and insults.

-huvvy