Snipers on Elijah’s mother while she spoke. Riot gear to dismantle a violin vigil with children in a park. Tear gas & pepper spray on children barely in their teens. How can you look away?
all I can hope for is one day somebody will love me the way I do them. Fully and unconditionally. Someone who will be gentle and not make me feel like a burden. I tell myself I deserve it, but there’s times I don’t believe it’s possible. I feel so inadequate so much of the time.
His name was Elijah Mclain. He was WALKING HOME. He had anemia so he wore a facemask to keep warm. He played violin for stray cats to calm them. He couldn’t breathe. They beat him until he threw up and STILL he spread love and peace in his last words. They killed him. I’m so sick