Curiosity is very strange isn’t it. Curiosity can make you want to do so many things. Sometimes you even do them. The consequences are always different depending on the cercimstances. And the emotions you feel to. There’s of course the “normal” curiosity… Childish curiosity. What happens if I touch this hot stove? What happens if I try to hold my breath to long? What happens if I fall from this tree? The more a child dosent know the more curios they become and the chances of them doing something they’ll regret. Then there’s “not normal” curiosity. What happens if I hit this kid? What happens if I pull this cats tail? What happens if I squeeze this bird? What happens if you kill something? What happens if you kill someone. Which brings the most curios question of them all… What would it feel like? And most importantly would I like it? I am very week so I doubt I could do anything but the mind is a powerful thing… If I could manage to murder someone what would I do? Iv killed things before but never a human being. The main thing iv killed where birds. Baby birds. Ones that fell out of there nests… Of course I didn’t know I was killing them at the time. No one told me there bones where so fragile. It was funny at first… And I learned something… The harder I squeezed the more it would chirp and squeak. The more it chirped and squeaked the funnier it felt. Then it happened. It started coughing blood. I fucked up. I felt bad about it but I think it was more because I couldn’t have fun anymore. I hid the birds body in the well. Iv wanted to feel how I felt that day for years now but I can’t. Iv grown to attached to animals. But humans on the other hand…. They have given me manny reasons to hate them. Especially the ones that have wronged me. Hurt me. I have started a list of the people I hate. It might come in handy one day. The death part I don’t like but the torture part I do. Maybe I should find some better way to feed these urges. One that doesn’t involve death. Maybe. We’ll see I suppose..