Note.

My parents were continuously torturing me without mercy at home.

Everyone knew about it.

I didn’t want to sit at home.

That’s why I was constantly going out.

I was extremely fucked and suicidal and my throat was fucked.

I was on the verge of dying most of the time.

I just wanted to be alone.

And these bloody disgusting creepy waiters were lusting at me and torturing me.

They are monsters who lack empathy and remorse.

This last one year I was desperately trying to stay alive and finish writing.

And the disgusting man from my apartment was constantly aggressively stalking me and pouncing on me.

He is a fucking monster.

People need to reflect upon their actions and behaviour.

Because my reactions and retaliations are valid normal and justified.