I was playing with Photoshop today.
Supposed to represent “Roger” from my new original story.
Darkness Sought Us Out, We Let It In
This needs to be said because what is happening right now at this specific moment is not right it needs to be dealt with before something else happens that we all regret. As kids the thing we feared most was being bullied, being told we were ugly, that our clothes didn’t match, that no one wanted us or even the physical part of it being pushed to the ground, being kicked, lunch money stolen, you get the picture?
Whether it be physical beating or mental beating there is no difference between the two because they both equally hurt.
Now that internet and chat has been introduced bullying seems to not occur as much around schools, work, etc instead it is happening on the internet, on here. We say we are family, that the people we follow on our tumbler aren’t just friends but family, and yet the second a situation occurs people are dividing up and pairing themselves on teams.
Others are standing up for their friends only to be the next to be hated on, I can’t tell you how many friends I have that are getting hate for trying to defend others, me included.
Kill yourself
Don’t you see that, you may not be pulling the trigger but it sure as hell seems like it. Telling someone to kill themselves is the lowest of the low, you’re breaking someone down bit by bit to the point were they see the only solution is death. How is that right? You come in and say you’re the reason so and so is gone go die, how is that any different?
We keep saying oh it needs to stop, it needs to stop
Want to know what the real reason is?
US
We’re doing it to each other
Does this darkness have a name?
Yes it’s us
This cruelty this hatred?
Look at the blogs, look at the dashes everything is tense
How did it find us?
Did it seep into our lives or did we seek it out?
We didn’t seek it out, we welcomely opened the door and allowed it to freely walk in, we invited it in.
Enough is enough , people are hurt, we come here to escape the cruelness of the world, and yet here it is right here, right in our own home.
It needs to stop.
We have the power to make it stop.
Everyone reading this I consider you family
I love you.
Spread the love, cliche I know, but if three powerful words like I hate you can commit such acts, then what can be created out of saying I love you?
I love you all.
I should post this doodle I did today on my kindle.
I just downloaded sketchbook for kindle and had my stylus and had just read the ending of Mockingjay and had all these Finnick feels flared up.
So obviously the decadent man was my subject. Sort of.
