Yes, my friend's friend who never gets caught doing anything and annoys everyone to death while thinking she's better than everyone.

Fairly often......but that's what self control is for, and does anyone really want to be on the receiving end of our ridiculously broken law system anyways? Most people would feel bad about it afterwards anyways, even if the idiot does require such punishment (like for being criminally stupid)

what kind of question is this O_O

People like this.

oh no! *runs away*

Every single day of my life.

It all depends some of it is the result of personal affairs regarding those closest to me. Other times it can be over just about anything but nonetheless the urge never quite dies. Find someone who hasn't contemplated what it would be like to actually take a life for one reason or another. I've rarely if ever had some specifically in mind for an extended period of time. It could be the result of how easily annoyed people make me or things such as arrogance and stupidity.

well yea. im sure everyone feel like killing someone or something at some point for one reason for another.

Oh, so much.

More or less. The thought of it never really formed as 'I so want to kill you', but more of 'drop dead, now.' It was mainly towards some faculty and teachers I had in high school and some kids that would bully my friends and/or me.

I've never seriously considered killing anyone I personally know, however recently I read an article about an innocent man being stabbed nine times and set on fire in front of his family -- after reading that I had the sudden desire to viciously stab the murderer.

Not really, but I wouldn't mind if I never see them again no matter the cause.

I wanted to kill my boss... But before that, I wanted to sue her...

one of my aunts... sshhhhhhh...

Finally some sense here.

My good friend's boyfriend (her ex now, thank God) created a false SN and messaged me on AIM at approximately 2 in the morning, just when I was getting ready for sleep.

He proceeded to insult me in various ways, which I could tolerate. But, he then threatened my family and me and wished that we would all die and go to hell, or something like that, along with everyone who is also my friend. His aggression was unwarranted and a powerful rage suddenly fell upon me. I hadn't even met the guy in person before, and he was such a jealous boyfriend that he tried to drive all of my friend's friends away from her, for fear that one of them might make her cheat on him or something. Stupid, dumbass sociopath.

It wasn't until I did some thinking that I was able to figure out who he was. The idiot was brainless enough to tell my friend what he said to me, and I noticed that she was acting strange (because she didn't seem to want to talk to me), so I pried the information from her, confirming my suspicions. She told me she didn't want me to know because she was afraid we'd fight.

I let him know his actions were unwarranted and told him if he wanted to throw down, I didn't care what the hell kind of MMA or whatever boxing stuff he did (he always loved to brag about how much he worked out), that my anger would be enough for me to crush him in a fistfight (I have conditioned bones and almost a decade of martial arts training). The dude is at least 50 pounds heavier than me. I told him if he wasn't a coward, he would meet me at a certain spot in a specific nearby park on a Saturday morning to settle it like a man. Another of my good friends volunteered to help me out, but I told him I didn't need his help, so he offered to bring his video camera to record the whole thing. I accepted that offer.

The Saturday swung by, and he never showed up even though we sat there for a good 3 hours waiting for his ass to arrive. About a week later, my friend (his girlfriend) apologized to me for him and let me know that she felt really bad. She also informed me that he had said he knew what he did was wrong, but he didn't want to meet me and apologize to me. It was at that moment that I snapped.

I knew he worked at a clothing store in the mall, so I would check there every week or so with a knife in my pocket. I really wanted to just stab the guy for making my friend's life so miserable (she's one of my oldest and best friends), for offending my and threatening my family, and for being just a plain old coward. I've heard of him doing stupid stuff just to spite people, so I didn't trust him not to bother me by doing stupid shit.

I held a strong grudge against this person for a good 4 years before the urge to harm him went away enough for me to calm down.