yeah I hate him. Cant stand his music cant stand the sight of him. I never knew why for so many years. why this person made me so mad just to even thing about him. figured it out a while back. the day he died was the first day we were s****** abused. that day is so into my memory now I know why those feelings of hatered have a reason. that day is coming fast. the 16th. the memories and feeling so scared are slamming me right now. the hot weather just makes it even more overwhelming. that day, hot and so scared. my little emme, just want to hold her and let her know that day is over. but i feel her fear. it's to much to take.