Thoughts Of Killing And Torturing People

I feel so fucking evil having thoughts of torturing and killing hella fucking people. There's so many different ways to kill someone like blowing their brains out with a sawed off shotgun. However using a shotgun is too fast I rather take it nice and slow like using pliers to break off every single one of their toes. While their toes are being broken one by one i'll get some rubbing alcohol and have some more fun. I'll start having more fun by pouring the rubbing alcohol into just one of their eyes laughing as they start to cry begging me to just slice their throat open and let them die. But where's the fun in doing that? I much rather trap their hand in a cage with a starving rat as their hand is eaten piece by piece like a piece of sharp cheddar cheese. To me this part of the torture is so fucking funny because when the rat is chewing on the skin and flesh it kind of reminds me of a halloween gummy. The next step in this much needed torture is using a scalding hot metal press to burn away bits and pieces of their flesh. Another part of the fun will be shooting their other eye with a stun gun. After inflicting all that pain it'll cause them to pass out then i'll wake them up by pouring boiling hot water into the same eye from a tea pots spout. I love the thought about hearing them scream seeing their eye slowly steam i'm constantly dreaming about starting my own torture team. If I started my own torture team we would be considered to be very evil so when we die we'd go to hell because we would rather be torturing instead of killing people.