being constantly surrounded by the feeble and ignorant minded creates a unique type of frustration. one that urges us to grab others and shake them to the core until they understand. one that causes hot tears to streak our faces and red blood to flow down the streets. one that encourages us to loose all faith in a god or holy ghost. one that cannot be be soothed. trying to comprehend how one could be so engrossed in a mindset that creates more violence and hatred in our world than nuclear warfare is something i might never come to terms with. we will not listen to your archaic tongue lashings. you will not scare us into silence.
photos by gabi
writing by aly