There is a place I believe love lives, but I believe this love is protected by a layer of resistance. It is almost as if the human body is trying to protect itself. This resistance manifests itself differently in everyone. In my case I, the resistance was hatred. Deep, unfiltered, uncensored hatred.
I haven't even introduced myself, how rude. My name is Christian, and by the end of this book, you will decide whether I live or die. I am not one for superficial and pretentious social conventions. I am not a good man, and I ask that you listen to my story before passing any judgement.
Come along, let us go on a journey.
YOU ARE READING
Will you kill me?
De TodoI do not know where this will be going yet. I am honestly open to any suggestions