I want to believe that racism doesn’t exist in my world, but no matter how much and how long I ignore it, it seems to resurface...over and over again. I know that people who still live in the medieval times are ignorant and big idiots, but I can’t help feeling sad. They put me down, yes they put me down. And there’s only one person who can lift my spirits again – myself.
Fuck. That's a HUGE task.
Why did you have to put me down in the first place.
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