I have tried to cut the monsters who call themselves the human race out of my life. The cost is that I’m alone but this doesn’t matter to the monsters who call themselves the human race. They just keep on doing their blatant cruelty as if forcing me to be alone wasn’t blatant cruelty enough. They are monsters after all. They couldn’t stop hurting me once they’d made me want to die. They couldn’t because they love to do blatant cruelty. OF COURSE I NEED TO DIE. But the monsters who call themselves the human race do so love to do blatant cruelty. Even after they murdered my will to live their love of doing blatant cruelty wasn’t satisfied.

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