Dear Cole's loved ones, I'm sorry that there wasn't enough help available for him.

I know I have no control over any of that but I feel obligated to say it. I hope that my age group will redirect the world.

You deserve the help, Cole deserved the help.

How many people need to die?

You've heard the sexist key and lock analogy, how about we switch it up?
A mouth that has been brushed by many toothbrushes is very clean but a toothbrush that brushes many mouths is filthy
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The tragic ignorance towards addiction and roots of homelessness. It's never ever been as simple as pulling up your boot straps.

This world I live in, vicious and destructive. Turns a blind eye.

My skin crawls with the urge to force change. Tendons tighten with every thought

You live in a city and forget that your experience is based on how much money you have and how well you can cope.

The "bottom of the barrel", "undesirables", people who live on the street. I often think about them and how different life is, pull back the illusion.

I crave to know all life.

Love is an emotion i have a hard time dealing with. It's deadly honestly. You love the wrong person and it'll kill off parts of you

A grey sky. Dull light even if it's mid day. The world feels dull.

You need to acknowledge the contrast of the grass and leaves around you. When it rains, it's like the colours shine

I wonder what the world could've looked like if one event didn't happen. The fall of empires in antiquity, they were so advanced for their time.

It's like we hit a reset button on human progress there. If it didn't fall, would we still have our modern day issues?

If I were to create my own identity...

Flags:
Non-Binary
Cascadia

I adore raccoons. Get up to some funky business.

I confess to my sins. For I have stolen your trash.

But I will not be ashamed and I will hold true, your trash is valuable. For it is not rotten or broken.

May you be struck down for greed, as I will not be denied entry to peace

As if the sky can speak. You will not hear the truth of the world with words, only from the senses of your body. Sight, smell, hearing. It's a serene peace with a dash of hope

A raccoon can wander the fields at night and find the entrancing light. The cold autumn air bites at my fingertips