The world is fucked up. I’ll admit it. Now, if you know me, you know that I have a sunny disposition. That I find the hope + positivity in every single damn thing. So, admitting or stating that the world is anything but sunny + hopeful is a little unlike me. But, that doesn’t..
My heart is still heavy, and I am almost tempted to think that things will never change. The violence in Orlando is almost too much to bear and I find myself feeling helpless and small. I woke early this morning, before my alarm, and a wave of sadness and fear washed over me. I don’t..
but, this is no f*cking joke, people. this is for freaking real. a white man walked into an african methodist episcopal church in charleston, south carolina last night and killed nine people. murdered them. because they were black. photo from cnn.com i’m so pissed. and so exhausted. sick from all of the violence. all of the hate. how..
it just doesn’t matter to me. being happy. i mean, there are happy moments. and i love happy moments. but, that is not what i am really after. that’s too shallow of a goal. what i am after is much deeper. what i want is lifelong. what i am after is peace. and, for me, peace..