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i could never go home with him. i could never make it work. because even though he is nothing like those people, he is surrounded by them. and i am just not strong enough to be subjugated to blatant intolerance, racism, and hate.
i hate that things are like that. i hate that i am not strong enough or willing enough to overlook it. i hate that it induces vomitting.
i love that he is not like that. i love how much he's grown. i love that he chooses not to overlook it either. but he will never be able to overcome this because i close my eyes and i see him always as that boy in that bad town.
i hate that things are like that. i hate that i am not strong enough or willing enough to overlook it. i hate that it induces vomitting.
i love that he is not like that. i love how much he's grown. i love that he chooses not to overlook it either. but he will never be able to overcome this because i close my eyes and i see him always as that boy in that bad town.