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I dont want a place like this anymore. I don't want to se the injustices of a system design to have me fail simply because of the color of my skin. It's so much i could possible change but what I would really want is to see peace and happiness spreaded. I'm tired of seeing beautful girls cut into their skin because they don't feel like they can live in this world or feel like they don't belong. What is this world anyways? There is this social ide a girl has to have a big chest and behind and be submissive to be consider beautful. How could I forget the idea there not beatufull unless there hair is really straight and going all the way down their back? Curly is only acceptable if you re mix. But I am not any of those things becuase society has everything twised. Young men as well cannot be accepted if they are not hetero and hold their emotions in. But that is not what we are. We are so much more than the social norm. We are better than the generations before us. No one deserves this pain to have to carry in their hearts. Hearts are supposed to be wraped in love like a baby in it's first blanket. What have we become? The sucide rate is up nd every week someone is losing one of their love ones who will unfortanty most of the time not recieve the justice they deserve I mean who are we?

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