Discrimination
I hate it when I feel discriminated against. When people are saying things about who I am as a person, that aren't true. How do I make people listen to MY voice? The problem is, that I can't. Sometimes it feels like all of the people who were "friends" are just shovelling heaps of dirt onto me until I can't breathe.- painting by Emily Dow
posted by Virginia at
9:45 PM
2 Comments:
wow, i am so honoured that you would use my painting in your blog.. and your words reflect how i felt when i painted it, virginia. thank you, and i pray God heals your heart and gives you wings to fly above the world's judgment. love em.
People are far to busy trying to climb above the nonsense in their own lives to stop and consider how things they say effect the lives of other people. For better or for worse. I love you, and as you read this, how I effect your life matters a great deal to me. Let's buy weapons and shoot all those people.
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