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September 27, 2011
You remind me of someone. He hated people too. He thought they were false, fake, unimportant. Tools to be used and discarded, and just for fun, played with and tormented. He thought he was the only real light in a world full of shadows.

He liked to collect information about people that could be used to hurt them later. It was his favorite game. He couldn't stand their asinine conversations and beliefs. He considered himself a god among men.

He was full of spite and fear and insecurities. He was nothing more than a little boy playing at courage.