The monsters who call themselves the human race cut me so deep that I’d never recover. But they weren’t satisfied with this tragedy. Creating such a monumental personal tragedy wasn’t enough for the monsters who call themselves the human race. They are monsters after all. So after all the tragedies they made me suffer they force me to live so they can keep on hurting me. Only evil beings can do this. Only monsters would do this to me. OF COURSE I NEED TO DIE. I was born to live amongst truly evil monsters. I wish I was never born. This wish is a tragedy in itself and a tragedy too far but for the monsters who call themselves the human race. They can always stand to see me suffer even more.