Death is the only way out.

May your soul be forever damned to walk the Plaines of eternal despair, never knowing peace or the feeling of comfort as you slowly wither and perish away into the dust you were taken up and formed from. Oh but how I wish I could just make the pain go away; but it stays, manifesting in my mind till it becomes strong enough to either be heard over everything else making me go insane; or it just become another voice amongst the thousands already inside my head. May the pain you bring upon others be returned ten fold; May the pain that others bring upon you be returned ten fold. May the pain of a thousand innocent souls rest upon your blood stained hands. Pain, what a most remarkable thing it is, it can cause people to become close siblings, and yet can also be the reason they never talk to each other. For the thing that separates me from you, and us from everyone and everything on this planet is also the same thing that binds us all to one another. It is told that the reason why I am here, is because I hated him, but this is not the case. I loved him, in fact I love him so much he despised me for it. So next time they tell you not to hate, I tell you too. For it better for you to hate and have concurred your vengeance than to have loved and be betrayed by that love. PAIN AND HATRED The things that can make a person do certain thing that love can do but with more focus and more drive than love, but can make a person do more sinister things, like murder and mutilation of your victim. And just when you think you've had enough you can always cram in more, unlike love, where you can only go so far and eventually stop, the amount of Pain and Hate one can feel can continue to fill an empty void that never becomes full. So next time someone tells you to do it out of love, I tell you to do so out of your Pain and Hatred for something, and when you are done with the feeling of hate for that thing move to the next thing, then the next, then the next because no matter how much love you have, there will always be something more powerful that you hate. May the pain of a thousand souls, burn with in your wretched flesh. You can never know true happiness until you experience ultimate suffering. You can die and go to hell for all I care. May your soul forever fester in the diseased, rotting, putrid, caucus of flesh you call a body.