im trash

im addicted to diazepam, sometimes i take it with vodka.. i have killed kittens just because i hate them, but sometimes i feel good doing so.. i get excited when im killing them.. im bulimic, i cheat my wife with other two womans.. i lie a lot, im addicted to work and have suicidal tendences.. i think this is i would do some day.. not without killing someother people before. i like to steal stuff just for fun, i dont like helping people.. i think im not believing in god so much lately, yesterday i put a knife on my arm just to feel it.. but i didnt cut myself.. yet. i hate my family, i hate myself, i hate you all.
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