What strange creatures we are

Would be better sometimes to be dead. I'm tired of being terrified by my neighbor; why would I make this stuff up?! I've been having nightmares of people torturing me. I'll never want to associate with people ever again; What strange creatures we are. Society thinks that it can behave any way it wants, that it can do whatever the fuck it wants pretty much. I fucking hate this kind of world though; it's just not just. Know what I mean? Fuck my life. We all die in the end, this destiny of ours.

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