I don't think I've ever been filled with so much hate and anger in my entire life. I feel like each day is a fight to keep from lashing out at everyone I love. I want to listen to music so loud, my ears bleed. I want to run down the streets screaming my lungs out. I want to dig my eyes out of my face with my own fingers to show everyone just how blind we've all become to the world around us. But even then, people would walk away in denial, the false sense of security that their fantasies drape over their shoulders in attempt to distort the world's misguided attempts to turn us all unfeeling and agreeable.

Blind patriotism. Every life that's extinguished is for the good of the country, with a quick hand to hide the bulge of a newly fattened wallet. Somewhere, some mother's son is holding his own guts in his hands and wondering, "Was it all worth it?" But it's too late to change you mind this late in the game, sonny. Somewhere, some father's daughter is being told she's going to die, because the insurance thinks that paying for potentially life-saving treatment wouldn't be fair to all the other people they've denied the right to live (oops, I mean the money to buy yourself the right to live!). After all, it's your own fault you got sick, isn't it? That's what you get for eating all those Cancer Pops and STD Crisps before dinner when your momma told you you'd ruin your appetite for a healthy, American lifestyle.

I'm sick of everyone telling me to be reasonable, I'm tired of listening to the pathetic excuses. Stop pretending that there's no accountability. Having a bad childhood isn't an excuse for beating your children, is it? If you don't know the answer, then why the fuck are you here?