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Dear anyone who wants to read a note from a dead gay boy.

My story is quite simple; I killed people and people want me dead.

But that isn't what people want is it? People want to know every gory demonising details

Let's start with my father,
Respectable man if you were addicted to heroine,alcohol and anything else you can find in the small town, Hircane, we call home.
It called Hircane because of the "werewolf" founder.

But my father used to abuse me and my mother(who was too out of it to understand) physically and mentally.

I never came out to him but he was still homophobic.

When my mother overdosed on heroine, my Father became more violent but so did I.

Because I killed him, cut down his wrist towards the elbows while he was knocked out.

And I guess that where it started.

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