I hate the thought and sight of a dead animal. I can’t help but think of the pain they suffered, for some it could have been slow and painful. It brings me so much pain that I want to kill myself, so I don’t feel that pain. Even when I see trees and lots of land being burnt down it makes me hate humanity, and being alive. I am so sensitive to everything. All I want is a world where there’s peace and no pain, and that not being possible makes me want to die.