you remember what happened upstairs all those days in the old house ? do you ? remember how you said what you did was normal ? huh ? remember the cream colored carpets , the blue walls , the striped wallpaper ? the lockable doors ? i do . and because of you , i am permanently messed up . i trusted you before i knew what you did was wrong . and now you pull some bullsh-t , running away like the little puto you are ? making my grandmother WORRY about you ? raising my frail mama's blood pressure ? HOW DARE YOU . i hate you , Kenny . rot in hell and get buttraped by satan while you're at it .