Empathy would have saved me from unbearable suffering by any means necessary. But there’s no empathy from the monsters who call themselves the human race. If they suffered what I suffered then they’d kill themselves. They’d know that suicide is good if they suffered what they make me suffer. They force me to live so they can keep on hurting me. OF COURSE I NEED TO DIE. The monsters who call themselves the human race force me to live so they can keep on hurting me.

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