What has our world come to?

So today i had breakfast with my brother Nik.
It was fun. Except i was like EERR.
And then after, i went shopping with Ros. That was really fun too :)
I was just thinking about stuff.
Becuase after all that i went to Kara's house, and i was walking home, walking so fast that i might as well be running. When i realized that our world has become a place of slaughters and cereal killers. I dont know why, but i cant sleep, or walk anywhere without thinking somewhere in this world someone is suffering.
We dont realize how good we have it. And when the slightest thing goes wrong we just put everything on hold and, more like we put our needs infront of everyone else's and then we act like its bigger than the biggest world matters.
Like look back a couple years ago to "The Strangers".
A couple left a wedding early because the guy proposed to a girl and she said no... they left there friends most happy day, because one thing went wrong.
Then, they get killed. That could have happened to anyone.
But ofcorse it had to happen to them.
I feel fortunate to not of had that happen to me. Well obviously.
But then, im making a T.V refferance, but like the show Dexter.
The guys a cereal killer. But he only kills the bad people.
And i know there is never an excuse to kill. And even in his case, killing the people who killed the inocent.
And then these guys, the strangers,
they didnt even know these people, they made the man KILL his own brother, how would you feel if you killed your own brother?
I would hate myself forever if i killed anyone, let alone my own brother.
But the thing that i find worst of all, is that these people torchered the guy and girl before they killed them, like, stalking them IN THERE OWN HOME, watching the movie, learning more on it, it just would be a terrible way to die,
i think the only way i would feel good about dieing is saving someone else's life in the making of my dieing... does that make sense?
I dunno.
But to me it does, if anyone even follows this then i probably sound like a complete and total retard.

Well. if i were to choose the way i were to die, i would want to die either by getting hit my an ambulance, seriously, it would be the most ironic thing in the world. And it would just be fucking hilarious. Well no, dieing period is not really a funny subject, having someone close to myself lost, its a terrible feeling, i know by missing my mom... it makes me just want to curl up into a ball and never move from it.

But the reason why i was thinking of the strangers is that when i was walking home i just... well i just keep imagining them, well the daughter from the strangers beeing in my drive way, or just on the other end of the side walk.
Well, i saw the movie in October, and i still cant sleep. its not even that it was scary, even though it was! its because its a true story, and this could happen to anyone.
But looking back on the night watching, at Ben's house, and i was screaming a lot, and the one time i didnt scream and someone else did, everyone was like SHUT-UP ALLIE! and i was like, its not me!
Turns out it was Henry.