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i now understand why people kill other people, or do insane things.
it is now clear to me how someone can commit such a thing as murder.
i am, right now, wishing i could do so.
but one thing remains,
my own sanity, and conscience.
i have no family.
that ended today.
they are all dead.
figuratively speaking.
i hate them all so damn much.
they speak of how i abandoned them,
and how much of an asshole i am to them,
and how i dont deserve to live with them,
well someday i will return the favour,
when they are sick and dying,
i will ten thousand miles away,
and that day will be a good day.


i have become a firm believer in "what doesn't kill you, makes your stronger"
people wonder why i am not effected by things, or why i don't "love" anyone or "trust" anyone,
its because of the shit I've been put through with my "family"
i have learned, from them that you cannot trust any human being,
i have also learned that those who are supposed to love you, can EPICLY FUCKING FAIL.
and can do so frequently.