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In a fictional scenario that isn't real and didn't actually happen, I
realize that I absolutely hate everyone and everything.
In this hypothetical epiphany I realize that all living people are little
more than walking talking implements of torture. I realize that I never
ever want to see or talk to or interact in any way with any of these
nightmare creatures ever again for the rest of my life.
In this purely speculative scenario which has never happened to me and has
no relation to my actual life or feelings, I lock myself in a huge,
electrified cage and stand there in the middle, screaming as hard as I can
until my vocal cords start to bleed and I gag on the blood. |