Days where nothing happens. Working part-time out of inertia. I couldn't live positively anymore because of the bullying I received during my sensitive period. Still, it seems like I have a bit of a sense of justice left in me. I caught someone shoplifting at the store. I gathered my courage and apprehended them. And then... it was the mother of the person who did this to me. Great, this hateful woman is all mine now. Ah, God does exist. Making her apologize on her knees while I plant my seed in her is just the best.
