I was walking home from a friends house at around 3 a.m. I was very tired and very annoyed at the time. This homeless guy started pestering me, trying to sell me a rose. I kept telling him to f*** off, but he wouldn’t take the hint. So I stabbed twice in the stomach and once in the chest. He was still lying on the same street corner the next day, then the day after that he was just gone.
It just makes me think, how often does this kind of stuff happen around us, and are just ‘cleaned up’ without the public knowing, or any kind of investigation? It’s kinda sad.