this is not a game this is not a joke.... my brother shot himself in the face with a shotgun... my other brother died on lenox avenue shot to death and no one found his 'killer'.... and these things really affected me mentally.... the worst was my brother killing himself... and I still feel like a gigantic piece of shit because i'm a good basketball player and I had the opportunity to do something.... and I didn't... im not going to type anymore, all of this is the realist shit i've ever wrote.
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