I love it when people bring up world issues to discuss and try to resolve, but have such a narrow minded point of view about it, strictly from one aspect.
Some issues hit harder than others when it affects you personally, I get it. There are issues in the world that are minor but need to be addressed, I get it. But come on, there are far more important things to be worrying about.
Like, I know this girl that from what I’m seeing on her Facebook feed, that she’s suddenly taking an interest to these devastating modern events that are taking place.
You’re religious, I get that. You care for these people that are being affected, I get that.
But your feed is glaringly christian based. You’re crying your heart out for a handful of people that share your religious belief that are being treated reasonably well for what they were doing. Yet you cast a blind eye on the nightmares that are happening that are outside your immediate religious view.
"400 - 500 fellow _____ injured, 30 killed, because of ______"
"OH WOW SO SAD"
*feverishly fills fb page*
yes indeed that’s pretty fuckin’ brutal, I can sympathize with you there, good luck with your campaign.
"Estimated 40,000 to 50,000 casualties only in the first week of fighting, due to the genocide by ____ because of their ______ faith"
"Oh wow lol, anyways i g2g"
I don’t think people are capable of being that narrow. Don’t suddenly show that you’re some humanitarian heroine-esque goddess that’s trying to change the world, when you’re only giving a fuck about a small portion of events that aren’t even that serious.
Why do I find myself facing an identity crisis every waking moment?
The laughter, giggles, joyous moments. The bonds that we share and create, it all feels compulsive, synthetic in a sense.
Yet when I’m at home. The cold, bitter me feels foreign as well.
Who am I exactly?
by Sergey Zabelin
YOUR BONES AND INSIDES HAVE NEVER SEEN SUNLIGHT AND THEY PROBABLY NEVER WILL
unless you get brutally murdered and left outside to rot