I wanted to spend the last bit of my night writing. Being productive here. I had some decent ideas today I wanted to get down. 

    But instead I spent it reading someone's mental breakdown online. They posted a hundred times in one sitting and destroyed their whole life quite literally. It's amazing. I saved it all and it'll be worth going through some day.  

    Do I get the last laugh? I don't know yet,. Will I even enjoy it if I do? Probably not. These two are sick. During the day I'm filled with hatred. But in reality, I feel sad. 

    But fuck it, they ruined my life and now they're getting it in return. Nothing to do with me.