I hate it here. This existence means nothing, not for me, not for anyone. I was supposed to be the good one, to always get good grades, to always lend a helping hand when someone asks, to always tell the truth, etc. It therefore became a silly little game of how much shit they could take from me and put me through, knowing that I could never fight back or ask for anything in return. Now I am nothing more than human trash; the worst of humankind. I resent them for that. I will plan on hanging myself no later than my 40th birthday, but I might have to go earlier. I'm not even kidding when I say that its necessary. I hate with a passion I have yet to see an equal, even in fiction. I am very close to murdering everyone I see. I hate you all, and I mean it literally. I want to slice someone from the stomach up and rip out their insides while they are alive. I want to play target practice with children (their live don't matter anyway). All humans should die and we NEED to be making efforts to make this happen. We should be celebrating schools shootings and going to do them ourselves! All humans must be killed and it must happen within the decade. I fucking hate all of you and I hope you all perish extremely painful ends!