I just killed my mother. If there is a heaven, she is there. If there is no Paradise, it still got rid of their troubles and worries. I love my mother with all my heart.
I briefly sat down to think. While I was sitting, ran towards me, a child of about eleven or twelve. He was looking for something. I helped him find. Then took it to the dump and left there. But first, fuck him, and then killed. When I left his brains flowed through the ears. He was absolutely dead - very dead...
I have no desire in any way to change yourself. My only desire is to change people trying to change me, and the only way to change people, in my opinion, is to kill them. My motto: "Rob, rape and kill!"