My experience in the school Gym

Jesus christ..

I've filtered myself enough and am making terrible mistakes at the outset, like I must. Forgive me or not.

I remember traveling to the north and seeing all of these white families with caravans and that was normal that was normalized the wood they purchased everything was stale, robotic--redisposed. no mystery no complexity even the nature outings they had was planned and when ours wasn't I felt outsided, alienated

Pity is a might of evil she pitied me... like, she came to my house and pitied me

I am one way within myself, with Allah: Benevolent, kind and the most benevolent person But how am I with others? Can others see that benevolence within me? Do others see a kind person?

for making a mistake for being so worried about it if you don't make mistakes, you're not human people get afrther and after frlm humanity