It seems today that all I see in the world is hatred, mob hysteria over trifling matters, false allegations, and people ruining each other's lives over having a different opinion. When will this world realize that all of this bickering and mud-slinging is pointless? When will this world realize that in the end, it doesn't matter who you are or what you identify as? We will all die, and once we're in the earth, we're all the same, just with different headstones. Life is terrifying enough, because we don't know when we're going to die. We don't need to make it worse for ourselves. We don't need to slander, or hate, or do any of that bullshit. The question I have for all of you today is... where is the love? Where is that unconditional love that didn't care how much money you have? Where are the genuine bonds? And where the hell is that certain someone who will have your back instead of stabbing it? Love is dead, and people killed it with animosity, slander, and sheer fucking stupidity.