I Wish I Could Delete Race

None of us gets a choice in who we say "I hate you! I wish I was never born!" to. Do you imagine, that the kids playing the old thyroid-left thyroid-right on hut-two, don't wish they were the first picked instead of last, again, off of the hanging fence; better a sad smirk and to play, than to be twisting. But we'll break them off later. A little something. A series of somethings. Self hate replicating, mostly. And don't we share that, like we don't everything, every little thing, else. I just wanted it because you picked it up. Empathy is a useless fit, but not as useless as hate and ignorance and apathy, not that you can touch them, what with their mass celebrity, highest Q scores, and general worldwide demographic domination; I believe in it yet.