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Story for the day (Wednesday)

CaptainWacky

I want to smell dark matter
"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP! EVERYTHING YOU FUCKING DO IS WRONG. YOU FUCKING DRIVE ME INSANE. YOU'RE NOT A PERSON. YOU'RE A FUCKING PATHETIC PIECE OF SHIT AND I HOPE YOU FUCKING DIE RIGHT NOW," he said, to his reflection in the mirror, before headbutting it.

"No, it's everyone else that's in the wrong," said his reflection. "We see the truth. They're the ones living a lie. They tell themselves that they matter, that they're special, that there's a reason for their lives, a plan. It's crap. There's no plan. There's no reason. There's only life. Short, fragile, lives. And we can end them. All of them."

"I WON'T KILL ANYONE, I WON'T," he said, crying.

"You already have, you fool! The girl? You raped that sweet meat then strangled her, remember?"

"NO, NO..."

"They'll find the body soon. Best kill as many of them as possible before they do. Have some fun before they lock you up."

"IT WAS JUST A DREAM, A FANTASY..."

"So why did they report she was missing on the news?"

"COINCIDENCE, STOP IT, STOP IT...HAHAHA!" He headbutted the mirror.

"I DID IT! I KILLED HER! I'LL KILL THEM ALL!" he said, masturbating furiously, blood running down his face.

"Are you finished in there, I really need a shit?" his little brother said, banging on the bathroom door.

"Err, just a minute!" he said.
 
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