Why? Why do you insist on hurting others? Do you get off on seeing others suffer and wither in pain? Does it make you happy when you hear the cry of a mother losing her only son? Or see the tears of a little girl pouring out of her heart because her mother was killed on the streets?
It's sad. What has life done to you to make you into a monster like that?
What do you see when you look in the mirror?
a monster.
monstermonstermonstermonster.
Do you have so much pain inside you that you would rather vent through hurting other people? You live a sad life. And I feel sorry for you.
I don't know what else to say.
