One of my favorite things to do when I drink is message whores and prey off all of their little insecurities that they don't want the world to know about. I start off slow until I eventually build it up into a vulgar display of assholery. The power it gives me in making these whores doubt themselves is lifefuel extreme. If I can knock them down a few notches then my job is complete. I'm tired of getting walked all over in my life. If I should suffer in my dark room alone for the rest of my life, then I see no problem with hurting these vile cunts emotionally. 
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