In the end I come to realize what will be, will be.
Even if the outcome is torture.
Why does everyone have to be so hateful.
I bet the sanest most angelic person in the world would have to be hateful at one time or another.
Or in some miniature era of one's life.
Most people are born with some sort of hatefulness.
Some more than others.
Everything just has to balance out.
There has to be good and evil, ups and downs, hate and love.
I guess it's only fair.
Some things are not very fair.
In the end what it comes down to is that people have no reason to do the things they do.
But then they go and do it anyway.