2004-03-13 - 1:16 a.m.
Because I can do nothing else, I come here and write futile words. It feels at times that the hatred and the anger in the world is weighing too heavily on my shoulders. Why do people allow anger to be an excuse for... for... for whatever it becomes. I was going to say hate, but that is too specific. Hurting people, being destructive... isn't their some word for intentionally trying to make others feel pain? It's sick, I can't understand it, why would anyone do such a thing? That it happens at all that people desire to hurt others is enough to fill me with sorrow, but so many do it so often that it is truly bringing me to tears on considering it. I hate it, whatever you decide to call it. Verily, just futile words, a pathetic cry into the dark that none can heed nor even hear.
