Schadenfreude
Schadenfreude I had a foe disguised as a friend who spread rumors about me and I happened to be in attendance when his life crumbled and so I smiled at his misfortunes, it was a case of schadenfreude and I reveled in his suffering. He deserved it, two timing son of a bitch, why would I feel sorry for a monster? Crocodile tears don't work on a porn star. I know I am evil but it's a property and not a character like how De Niro paints houses and does his own carpentry. Let him suffer, that's my official commentry. Body and bones decomposing in the cemetery. I have love but I can also practice hate, pulling heads out like masturbate. I have dark and impure thoughts. I hear voices in my head to push buttons and pull triggers. Killing in cold blood doesn't lurk in my shadows, it's illuminated by the sun. I am not a psychopath and indifferent to people's suffering, but my schadenfreude episode felt good. I am empathetic but don't piss me off for I can ...
