I hate people.
This has become something of a joke amongst my family and what few friends I have left. I’ve been accused of agoraphobia by people who don’t know what they are talking about, but it’s not a fear of open spaces that keeps me to myself, but things like this:
and things like this:
How does one live in a world where these things happen?
How do the people that do these things live with themselves?
It makes me crazy. It fills me with a rage and nothing but contempt for the human race. It makes me want to encourage the climate change that will wipe us off the face of the earth. Finally, some retribution is coming.