A gun to my head.
I always hoped I would die an awesome, rebellious death that people would marvel at, but never in my wildest dreams did I think I would die from a gun shot to the head.
I live a life that is better than most. I have crazy, dangerous adventures that most would never venture into. I've been to countless countries, been with the most beautiful women in this world and ate food that could only be described as orgasmic. However, by no means do I think my life is that dangerous and adventurous to warrant dying like this.
I know I've done terrible things. I've had to.
But, every single disgusting and depraved thing I did for the Mitchells was all fake. I never actually murdered anyone or tortured or humiliated anyone. All those people and their families had a heads up of what
Aksara