Am i evil? I want people to miss me when im gone, miss me so much that they cant sleep at night, work or do anything anymore.. i want people to feel my pain, and know what hell my life has been like.. but i know i will be forgotten after a week, and that is whats pissing me off so much.. Im sure they will come up with some stupid story like ''he's in heaven now, blabla'' but thats bullshit, im not going to heaven, and i want them to understand that. I hate happy people, i hate whenever i see people succeed at life. I hate people that can get a girl just by walking outside the door in 5 minutes.. I hate people that are everything im not!