Lust? No, love? Maybe, hate?..Definitely.. House to house, family to family. You could say I don't belong anywhere. Other then the streets, but I can tell you that that's wrong. Your wrong. I no longer look at the light, but the darkness calls. It's been for a while now. Bullied, abused, raped..I know how it is to be lost. Alone. Unwanted. Everywhere I go I'm tossed to the side. My mind then goes to suicide. But.. Now my mind is focused on one thing, and that is revenge. You Peter Pan, you are the one, the one I hate the one I love and the one I lust for, so killing you will be hard indeed..
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