God damn.

I relax for a little while, smile a little bit, start thinking maybe this world is an Okay place, and then this shit.

Anybody who plants a fucking bomb needs to die a fucking slow death. End of story.

musing

I love this:

Everyone deserves to feel happy. Everyone deserves a little peace. One more thing we all have in common: we can only provide those things for ourselves.

I’m just taking it as it comes.