To them I am simply an object from the past that they wish will disappear
Then why do I exist?
Why am I alive?
When I thougt about this
I could find no answer
But as you live you need a reason otherwise its the same as being dead
I then came to this conclusion
I exist to kill every human besides myself
Fighting only for yourself living while only loving yourself
If you think that everybody else simply exists to allow your experience that feeling nothing is better than that world
As long as there are people in this world for me to kill and continue to feel that joy of living ,
My existence will not vanish....
