Why the World Should End: A Blog

Why the World Should End: A Blog

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You could say the title of my blog is a little overzealous. I mean after all, I am a part of this world. Why would I wish for it to end? The answer is simple. Humanity has reached the beginning of the end. Life sucks and humanity is about the worst thing our planet has to offer. As a teenager, I suppose it's normal for me to think this. "Every other teenager in the world thinks humanity sucks," you say. To that I say fuck you. Everyone in this world is selfish, yes myself included, but I've opened my eyes. I don't hate humanity for the wrong it has done to me like most teenagers. I hate humanity for what it has done to the only planet we have to call home. I hate humanity for the destruction and violence it brings with it wherever it goes. But most of all, I hate humanity for its mentality that if the problem is just ignored, it doesn't exist. There is where the root of all evil in humanity comes from. So, if you're still reading and don't think I'm a complete asshole, join me in my introspection.
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