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where is the love?  page publique
je vis dans un pays ou les hommes violent des BB de 6 mois 'cause they think it's gonna cure them from AIDS.
ils en parlaient a la tele hier, i was having dinner and i just threw up right there.
fuckin' disgusting.
i can't even begin to understand comment un etre humain peut en arriver la. j'ai vu des hommes cruels, j'en ai vu des mechants, but i still can't understand comment on arrive a un point ou on veut faire du mal a quelqu'un... a un BB innocent, sans defense, qui n'a pas demande a etre la.
when i think of all these ugly things, it makes me physically sick. and sad... and it pissses the hell out of me. rien qu'a penser que tous ces gens respirent le meme air que moi.
true enough, je ne suis pas parfaite: tout le monde autour de moi s'accorde a dire que je ne suis pas sociable. never was, never will b, don't want to. mais ils savent aussi que je n'ai pas de mechancete et de cruaute en moi. i am officially not sociable at all and am not tryin' to b. which means that i don't mix with people, i like my own company. but i try my best not to hurt anyone, not to be mean. et les gens qui me connaissent savent que ce n'est pas personnel, ca n'a rien avoir avec eux, that's just the way i am.
mais la mechancete, la cruaute, l'envie deliberee de faire mal, i don't geddit.
i've stopped bitchin' and complainin' about the facts that i've been raped twice, about the fact that people have hurt me as a child, but still i can't deal with meanness and cruelty.
where is the love y'all? where is compassion and tolerance and understanding?
where the fuck is the love?
know what, this world i live in is sick. and am part of it, que je le veuille ou pas.
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