I heard this on the radio. Mike Brown was a kid who didn’t want to play football, even though he had the body for it. When asked why, he told his friends that he didn’t want to hit anybody.
This is the child that they’re going to paint as a thug.
I hate myself more that usual tonight. I just want someone to tell me I’m normal. I’m not a fucking nut case. Why can’t crying for no reason be normal. Why can’t my scars be normal. Why can my obsession with calories be normal. I hate everything about me. Every ounce. Why am I here.
i get very frustrated when people make decisions out of selfishness and stupidity that you can’t even count as ignorant that directly impacts another person’s happiness