I am so sorry that the world had to see so many innocent lives be taken in the past decade and of course the past in general, so much hate and violence has been a product of our ever evolving lives. Over the past seventeen years I have witnessed so much of that violence and hate. I was six when the nine eleven attacks happened but I wasn’t quite old enough to understand the degree of terror everyone felt, I remember how selfish I was because I asked, “Mum, where are the cartoons?” She just turned the TV off. I remember when I was seven, possibly eight, I had just learned about the meaning of war and the wars in Iraq and how my country was involved, I was petrified for months that my home was going to be bombed because of the involvement of my country. This is the first time I really felt absolute terror, and hatred for our world and the way it functioned. Since then there have been mass bombings, high profile murders, suicide bombings, mass shootings, the assassination of a terrorist leader, serial killers, rapists, gay bashings, the Westboro Baptist Church and even road rage is coming up to the same level. These are all things that horrify me, make me sick to my stomach, my heart ache, me cry my eyes out, yet they’re is so little one person can do about it! I wish I could change more and I like to think one day I can, but for now I just hope the glorifying of violence is toned down I hope the families and the Newtown community can bounce back from this terrible tragedy when the time is right. I have so much respect for the teachers that lost their lives protecting children that they could, the emergency teams that responded to the scene and put themselves in a terrible position but pushed through. And the families that are burying their children, that shouldn’t happen the children should bury the parents. R.I.P to the victims of the Sandy Hook Elementary tragedy. May you be at peace and in the arms of each other.
I’ll tell you what the end of the world will be like.. It will be a final moment; both terrible and heartbreaking.. absolute chaos. People running as fast as they ever have, cars filling every road and freeway, phone lines backed up trying to process millions of calls, fingers flying over keyboards, thumbs texting like rapid fire, long lines of people trying to cram themselves into subways and airplanes. All of them trying to tell someone else, I love you, it’s not the end of the world yet, but don’t wait until then to tell her. The worst thing isn’t the end of the world, it’s what you didn’t finish.. What you didn’t say when you had the chance.
hold me, comfort me, whisper to me, even when the times get hard. kiss my neck, the palm of my hands, the curve of my hips, then kiss me gently on the nose. stare at me, and you will make me blush. grab me by behind and you’ll forever be mine. play with my hair and tickle my feet and i will smile and love you heaps. i just want someone to be behind me, in case i fall, or i hurt myself. i want someone to pick me up and love me till i feel fine again.
You should have the opportunity to be more than one person with different people because you have that within you. It’s not like you’re faking it. If everyone knows you so well and can always get a hold of you, then you’re stuck to this thing that people think you are. You should have the opportunity to reinvent yourself. Because you do. Naturally.