Are you happy I’m dead?

I wonder why people have an innate love of destroying people. I am a hella vengeful person and I know that for a fact. But because of the strength of my destructive streak, it is a last resort. I have only once decided to stick it to someone (my ex) but I see it all the time. A friend decided to be a bitch. No masking it. She was cruel, petty and I ended up in tears. “This is going to hurt…” I laugh. She overestimated her abilities to hurt me. I laughed. You thought you could hurt me? Why? Why do you want to? Are you a sadist? What is wrong with you? What is triggering you. If you “win” and I’m hurt. How does that profit you? You have done nothing but prove that you are unhinged. You have done nothing but show that you are triggered. I’m sad for you. I’m more concerned for your mental health that you felt that you needed to hurt me.

If I die inside and you win. Is it a win?

Jackass

Annetta Mother Smith

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