I've been killed - Preface

The world is full of fakeness. Admit it, none of us is true. Fakeness is flowing on our bloodstream. You, me, us.... are all fucking monsters. Monster that destroy one another. Every one of us only cares nothing but ourselves. No one cares about me sincerely, no one really cares. Everyone is fake as shit.663Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCJo1cBnjUG

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As, I typing this, there's a lot of scenes floating through the back of my mind. They killed me. I've been killed. They are fake. So, it's my time now. It's my turn to kill. It's my turn to be the superior. It's my turn to be the 'God'. I'll eliminate them all. I'll change the world... I'll change them into something more interesting than being fake all their lives. I'll make them dead, swimming with their own crimson blood. I'll make them see hell - like what they done to me.663Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhjHjmwqlAF

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Sincerly yo---663Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfZVFwiYShG

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