i look around and all i see is a generation over-run by hate,
everything people write about, read about, negative.
why are we so sad, never happy with what it is we have, we are all depressed, phycologically disordered, objects of pure hate, and what can that really mean in a world where we use it so freely, everyday perhaps.
we are hatrid, and we are the future.
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