I have done many things during my lifetime. Some good and some bad. Mostly bad.
But this isn’t a post about me apologizing for the bad things I’ve done. This isn’t about redemption. If there’s a heaven and hell, I know exactly where I’m going and it isn’t up.
This is a post about me putting things out there, this is a place for me to write whatever I want. If you choose to believe in what I’m writing, that is your choice. I’m not forcing you and frankly – I don’t care one bit what you might think. That’s who I am these days, I don’t care about you. I don’t care if I hurt your feelings or your damn pride. I couldn’t care less about your psychological health or physical health for that matter.
I’ve done bad things to living creatures. Animals or humans? You can make a guess, but I will not elaborate further. I don’t like humans I meet on the streets, they are almost always in the way. They smell and make sounds. They’re full of bacteria. Diseases. I want to eliminate them. They don’t deserve to be alive.
You might want to ask if I was like this all my life, the answer for this is no. I haven’t always been like this, but life happened. People happened. But I’m not blaming anyone, because nobody can really help behaving like they do. Many seem to have a death wish, I would be happy to help them with that if it wasn’t for the fact that it is (sadly) illegal to murder someone.
This is the end of this post. “Finally” you might say, remember what I wrote some lines up? Exactly, I don’t care what you think. Your opinion is of no value to me. Now it remains to ask you one question, do you think what I wrote is true or just fantasy?