Fantasy

There are these fantasies.

Often I find myself thinking about who should watch it and who should not. A room full of peers that ignored me, the ones who rejected me, and the guardians who failed me. I would stick a gun in my mouth and blow my brains out. The bullet would enter the roof of my mouth and exit through the top of my head. Maybe I could say something cool or maybe I would just do it. None of them deserve lives better than mine. My blood must stain their minds for eternity. You had the opportunity to love a god and you threw it away. Boys are so cruel. Girls are so twisted. They need to think of me everyday. My heart aches and I’m so much better than any of them that’s why they deserve this. That’s why I deserve it, for thinking animals are worthy. Grey Goose before roaches. Everyone should see what wasted potential is. Nobody deserves me and that’s why I should die. My life of jerking off, playing Fallout, and scrolling imageboards all amounted to this. This is what revenge looks like. Murder is too soft. This civilization must die and their kids should get raped by mongrels. My death will lead to the death of their ancestors and that makes me smile. For there to be justice in this world these people need to feel how I feel. I will do what Hitler did when he was surrounded by enemies. This fate is written in the stars. There’s too many of them and I don’t feel like fighting. Let the animals eat my body and I pray all will grow sick. Pussy, money, and weed could’ve only made this less romantic. I’ve worked for something better while none of them ever did. There’s your ungodly hatred and here’s your edgy screed. This is what Superman looks like. I feel cursed.