I've had twenty-five years to really think about what I've done. I had to make a split-second decision, but the events that led up to that moment happened over years and years. I would definitely do it again.
I sit in my cell, limiting interactions with the other inmates. I don’t mind them. Some of the most genuine bastards I’ve ever met. That’s likely the reason we’re in here. Refusing to be anything other then what we are.
I reckoned you will not reply- but my soul still needs to testify. I've had innumerable testimonies,I know. I rendered myself to defeat;put aside self-pity.Yet, I do pity myself for having lost you forever ago.
I'm locked up, 25 to life. Sorry, but I just had to make that sick bastard hurt for what he did to Joey. I love you, bro, and please take care of Mom, she's lost two sons after all.