Ever feel like...

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"...if I quietly go over to that crowd of noisy, unintelligent, narcissistic thug-sheep high schoolers,
(who want everyone on the train to hear about them bragging how they got alcohol poisoning and threw up last night, who senselessly start every sentence with 'f***-in' or 'Yo!')
and reach out and twist one of their heads way too far and go from there,
(releasing all care and worry and gratifying myself with the carnal ecstasy of destroying something I hate)
I can kill 2 birds with 1 stone by finally getting the help I need, and sparing the rest of the world having to deal with a few more worthless sh8t-bag adults that they would've pretty much become; drug dealers and/or societal sponges carelessly spawning more of their ilk like when fruit flies get into your garbage."?

oh dear

No, I am more inclined toward wondering why today's society cannot see its "products" as evidence of its own insanity ... but of course, insanity is blind to itself. So, the best we can really do is to grieve.