I'm just here... Just a small speck of dust in the universe... Just a little bit of space being taken up in the vast Galaxy... Just a little monster in a world full of wretched beasts... Just a small .0000000001% of the human population... Maybe an even smaller percent... But that aside I'm still my own ameba-like person...
Even though they call me a monster... I don't mind, because I know that those so called "human beings" are just afraid of people being different... Just a little bit different. And because, every different thing rises up to be a higher being than them... And they just hate that...
Which is why I take the title of "monster" with pride... Who would want to be a filthy human anyway~?
- JoinedMarch 30, 2016
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