Blood on his fists is all he needs.
It starts in second grade. (Though I’m certain it started before then; I just wasn’t aware or I didn’t remember.) I make friends with a girl on the bus. She’s a year younger than me. Sometimes I watch...
It starts in second grade. (Though I’m certain it started before then; I just wasn’t aware or I didn’t remember.) I make friends with a girl on the bus. She’s a year younger than me. Sometimes I watch...