I've finally used up all my lies to save myself. I've been asking myself the same questions but all the answers I've come face to face with weren't enough. There's just no real proof or real truth here because every answers provided, every theory, just leads up to more questions. I am constantly finding faults in this world and I can't help it. All I see are the flaws — discrimination, abusive parents, sexuality, brutality, injustice, violence, inequity, oppression, famine, religion, unemployment, corruption, selfish moral principles, hypocrisy, invalidation, the talk of right and wrong, what's just and unjust — and I can't stand all of it anymore. I am aware that I am the problem. And a problem always needs a solution — exterminate the problem. I feel dangerous. I feel like an anchor that will drag down every people who will try to get close to me. I've never believed in fate; but I am destined to kill myself, it seems.