Jerks should be cursed with never to reproduce ever again

Quiet nights are evil. In a good way, it is a good time to be with self - however that also means having heaps of unwanted thoughts. 

As much as I do not want to think of it - it never got off my head. Never. 

I have been finding excuses to say I have already but I never did. I'm still angry. Given a chance I would want to punch him right in the crotch so he'll never be able to reproduce. No point having jackasses in the world - enough.