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Click hereI had to drive to Kalamazoo to keep from killing him. Even when I called folks for help I didn't say what happened. I just begged for someone to pull him from me. It was the last knee to the small of the back that did it. Stop fucking resisting. I slipped into a place then when I knew it was him or me. I know he saw it too. I called my mother after and she told me to get away; she saw this once before. Go. I drove that long road both able and unable. When I think of times when I believed he was my friend I feel ashamed. I guess people only get worse with time. I know I have.