In the end the world is evil in itself.
The world is its people, and the people of the world is the world itself. People make up of what the world has become. Of evil, of treachery, of the unspoken thing even to the deepest of hell.
Sometimes I think about how people sometimes make “evil” and “devil” interchangeable. Seeing how people can act over the course of my short life, I am now wondering whether the Devil is more evil than the humans living on top of this very earth. Like, the Devil is in itself evil, like, he is not ALLOWED to love, the course of destiny had made him take over the role of the evil one. But you, fucking humans, are told to love, are taught to love, WERE GIVEN EXAMPLE OF THE LOVE OF ONE MAN WHO GAVE HIS LIFE SO YOU CAN HAVE YOUR FUCKING LIVES, the lives that you all waste by stabbing people in the back, racing yourselves towards self-satisfaction, stepping on top of people’s heads to make yourselves as high as you can. Instead of caring, loving, you abandon people who need your care, your love. Instead of helping together to achieve each other’s dreams, you step on other people’s broken dreams so you can get your fucking dream.
I’ve lost ALL faith in humanity, and I don’t think it will ever be restored. Not all people are evil, but most of people are evil, and considering that trusting the wrong person can again shove you into a deep shit, and considering the fact that the chances are ultimately low for you to find the right person, I’ve decided not to trust any ever more. But if by any chance I find that right person that proves to me I can trust, that the chances of finding him/her is ultimately low, I’ll marry him/her. DESPITE THE GENDER.
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And what sickens me the most is the fact that until the end of your fucking scheme you don’t even have the balls to tell me. Fucking coward.
