I'm never going to change. Meh.
I love destroying others. Mentally and physically. I don't care. My first boyfriend is so messed up that he hasn't had a stable relationship since we broke up. He still tries to contact me after four years, apparently he still loves me. Figures. Another person, her name is Alex. She's some loser who wouldn't mind her own business. If she had maybe she wouldn't have lost her boyfriend, maybe her parents wouldn't have sent her to the 12th floor. She was my favorite project.
There was this one guy as well. I don't remember his name, he didn't really matter. All I said to him was that I was going to use his dead father as a Halloween decoration. He got so mad, he threatened my life. It was hilarious.
I enjoy hurting others, I do. But I regret hurting my current ex. I didn't even mean to. I still love him, he meant everything to me. Maybe it's karma. I don't care though, I have a beautiful man in love with me right now. I may not love him back, but he'll do anything for me. I can work with that.