Mean people s*ck!
I've know a lot of mean people that love their jobs and their life. From the HR lady who smiles when she tells someone they have to leave the company, to the security guard that smiles when escourting them out, to the bouncers who work in bars and movie theatres and love to throw people out, to Police Officers who love to give out tickets and bash someone in the head when they resist arrest or not, to the politicians who love to get into office and start screwing around with people's rights in the laws they try to pass. Mean people s*ck, but from what I have seen, they love being mean.
Right now not a lot matters to me. My will to live has been sucked out of me. My confidence is shot. I have lost faith and hope. All I look forward to is the day when I die and all of this is over for me. But death never comes for me when I need to die, and thus I am allowed to keep living and suffering. This makes me a hard person to kill.
