Maybe this is what
the Mayans predicted.
Not an asteroid or a solar flare,
but the end of what we are.
We no longer cherish life,
or the other people,
or even the earth or the animals
or the resources put on it.
War.
Genocide.
Abuse.
Senseless mass murder.
Animal cruelty.
Gluttony.
Greed.
And waste.
Look around you,
the end of the world is already
here...
My
brother walked into my room.
He asked what the worst day of my
life was.
I said 'i dont know.' and he said
'mine was
today.'
i asked him why and he was silent.
i said 'did you and
your girlfriend break up?'
he looked up with tears in his eyes and nodded.
he said 'she broke up with me
for logan, my bestfriend.'
and i hugged him while
he cried on my shoulder.
my heart broke.
he's only
9.