People don't understand my mind. Not only do they not understand it, but the don't listen when I try to explain it. They grab me, tie me up, to what, protect people? People have enough protection. If you can get to them, that doesn't mean their protection wasn't smart enough, it simply means that I was smarter. They don't label me as smart. They label me as a psychopath, and insane. If there's a murder, it not on the fault of the guilty, it's on the fault of the dead. They weren't smart enough to survive. It's called Natural Selection, and I'm just being an aid to nature.
Don't look at my picture on the news and see a murderer, look at it, and see a King.
>TheArgentPanda<
First Written August 18, 2019
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The Fanciful Tales of a Hopeless Writer
NovellerThis is a collection of my short stories. Please pardon any spelling or grammar mistakes. All of my stories are written by me and belong to me. These stories are important to me, so please no harsh criticism.
