Oh yes, imply I'm a sadist. Alright, that's cool. I mean, it's not like a mother should give a crap about what happens to her son during school. It's not like she should be aware that people are drawing themselves
murdering her son because "he annoyed them", and the teachers are like "well, that's okay, you can draw that! You have a point!". Naah, I just want to inflict emotional pain on her for my own enjoyment, yeah, I totally love seeing her in emotional pain.
And I mean, it's not like I'm pretty affected by it too. It's not like I'm just silently seething over here. It's not like I dread coming home and hearing "oh yeah I got beat up again and the idiotic teachers didn't care" "someone threatened to kill me again" "I got called a terrible name by a kindergartener" from my fourth grade brother. Nah, definitely not affecting me at all either. I enjoy being trapped in a potent rage because I can't do anything to help.
I wonder where I got the idea that parents should care about their children? The media or something? How oddly twisted!
Damn...
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I love seeing you in such a fantastic mood!

I hope it stays, I really need you brightening my day so effectively like you can.