DearDie-Ary:~Murderous thoughts~
Date: 1946
As I come to realize my life and who I am, I begin to wonder and ponder on my existance of this world and of myself. This world seems to hate me, It seems to spit me out and engulf me again, Only to throw me back into the hell I once knew as "Home".
Home..A word that has no meaning to me now, Only hate and anger. I could never have a home at all. While walking the streets of the town, looking through I come to realize that my new.."Parents" Were of no use to me, They only wanted me dead and hurt by them. I look at them now, as mere little species, Deserving to be dead, Deserving to be slaugterd, Maybe even burn in hell.
My mind raged with muerderous thoughts and deeds i should do to them, Torture them, Kill them, Play with there minds. Maybe even burn them.
Date: 1946
As I come to realize my life and who I am, I begin to wonder and ponder on my existance of this world and of myself. This world seems to hate me, It seems to spit me out and engulf me again, Only to throw me back into the hell I once knew as "Home".
Home..A word that has no meaning to me now, Only hate and anger. I could never have a home at all. While walking the streets of the town, looking through I come to realize that my new.."Parents" Were of no use to me, They only wanted me dead and hurt by them. I look at them now, as mere little species, Deserving to be dead, Deserving to be slaugterd, Maybe even burn in hell.
My mind raged with muerderous thoughts and deeds i should do to them, Torture them, Kill them, Play with there minds. Maybe even burn them.
