I want to kill everybody in the world

I'm sick all of the ** in the world.

I have pretty much lost any sense of hope that things will improve in the world. Everyone seems to have some reason to get ** off at each other. Everyone is ** scared of everyone else - they're black, we're white; they're Japanese, we're Koreans; they're Romanians, we're Spanish. All this petty little ** that somehow manages to go away or at least take a break when someone sits down with the other side but then it flares up again the second they look away.

Smooth-tongued hatemongers telling you with a smile and soft voice that You Don't Belong so why don't you go away. Angry haters telling you with a harsh voice screaming that. I've been that guy as well. It feels great for like five minutes until you realize what you'd you actually get.

I've been entertaining thoughts of suicide simply because I'd rather off myself than hurt others. In truth, I've considered more and more how to set off a mass murder killing people at the KKK, BLM and whatever other minority groups you can think of at the same time. That way they can all hopefully, for a split-second at least, consider that it wasn't targeted at one person...it was targeted at everyone. Because for all the shouting and rhetoric and ** - IT DOESN'T ** MATTER. We all bleed red.

We're 7 billion on earth and counting. 7 billion lives who didn't ask to be here on a world that is slowly shrinking. We gotta learn to either get along and play nice or just kill ourselves right here and now before we gobble anything more of what's left. Even if we had a nice homogenous group hanging out, human beings are great at finding ways to establish a pecking order and get angry at each other.

I care, but I wish I didn't. Because I care, but I'm utterly out of hope.