#Doki doki never ending tomorrow series

Not killing anyone in particular, just a random person. But IвЂ™ve been curious about what itвЂ™s like to kill someone ever since I was a child. Do you ever get that? I wouldnвЂ™t know how others feel, because itвЂ™s not something I ever talked about. What IвЂ™m talking about is wanting to kill someone for no specific reason, maybe just to see what itвЂ™s like. Those people kill because in that brief moment, they want a specific someone, for a specific reason, to be hurt or killed.

#Doki doki never ending tomorrow series

But the thing is that those people kill under provocation, whether by a singular outburst or by a slow-burning series of misfortunes. ItвЂ™s true that most murder cases are in a domestic setting where someone loses control of their anger or something. But, itвЂ™s very apparent that I donвЂ™t fall into either of those categories. IвЂ™m giving you this background because thereвЂ™s this strange misconception that if you want to kill someone then youвЂ™re either sick in the head or you have anger management issues. Now, IвЂ™m studying for a career in occupational therapy, because I feel the field is undervalued and provides tremendous help to people. I did track in middle school and some of high school, and IвЂ™ve had two boyfriends. I grew up in an upper-middle class school district with decent teachers. IвЂ™m a first-year college girl and have led, by most standards, a pretty unspectacular life up to this point. First, IвЂ™ll tell you a little bit about myself. IвЂ™m sorry if my story is a bit disorganized, but IвЂ™d like to get it down while itвЂ™s still fresh on my mind.

Writing this, IвЂ™m wondering if that makes you feel fascinated or violated. To you, my entire life is within this note, and so I will live for as long as your memory can carry me. IвЂ™m fascinated that either one of us could die - even as soon as tomorrow - with the other being completely clueless to the fact.

Someone I will never meet, sharing such a personal bond with me. I didnвЂ™t really plan on sharing this with anybody, but for some reason I think itвЂ™s exciting that somebody out there, a complete stranger, will come across this note and read my story. If you found this note in a small wooden box with a heart on it, then *congratulations!* You are probably the first person to read this. I write a small Ruby script to decode it require 'base64' out = '' open('yuri.chr') do |file| out = code64 _s end puts out Well, obviously itвЂ™s a Base64 encoded file.