And you thought I could be nice when you're such a shithead.

I'm not sure of anything anymore. It just seems so that people cannot be trusted, and, if I'm proven right at that again, well, just fuck that. I'm sick of being so alone, yet, whenever I try to connect with someone, they fail me. It is always like that. Whether it's the way they treat me, or maybe it's just that my expectations are too high. Hell, people aren't worth shit, yet, the darn evolutionary mechanism requires social interaction. I mean, it's only sensible, it is easier to survive in a group than in solitude, not to mention the fact that genes tend to reproduce and that is impossible without any kind of interaction with the same species.
If I will be proven right, god help you. Because then, I will be nasty, oh, very nasty. See, people oftentimes think that some people are just born evil. It isn't necessary so. Some people, like me, are shaped like this, we become evil, because that is how we deal with the malevolent world around us. In fact, we're not much more evil than others, we're just way less nice to the people that pretend to be nice towards us. We are cynical and hateful, and we would devour anyone, because that's what you taught us, dear mom and dad, and peers and just some random shitheads that had nothing else to do but to fuck with some innocent person for the sheer fun of it. You create the likes of me, and although it is up to us whether we accept us in the evil way or not, ultimately, if things were different, we'd be too, so, ultimately, your fault is the biggest. You make a kid see the world as a malevolent place, don't wonder why he doesn't want to live in reality afterwards.
If I am proven right, god help you, for then my boundaries will extend further, and petty vandalism crime will be least of your concerns from me. If I am led too far with this, homicide will take place. If you keep failing me like this, at some point I'll start killing you. One by one.