People are hated, harrased, and killed for things they could never change.

Things like sking color, eye size, place of birth, and sexuality.

Nobody chooses what they look like and how the world percieves them.

It is just chance.

People need to stop judging and begin appreciating.

Noone is perfect and everyone is unique.

That is the beauty of the Earth. Before you insult or judge some one think,

how would you feel?

Place yourself in their shoes.

We are all human beings,

We are one.


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