That child is not sad.
That child is not angry.
That child is not wondering what kind of life he could have lived.
That child does not think, “Mother, why did you not love me?”
That child is not thinking at all.
The only people it immediately affects, are the parents.
It’s their decision, no one else’s.
Not the government.
And not your God’s.
^ thank you
me and a few girls are painting a mural in art to be put in the schools library for the rest of forever and we decided to add espurr in the corner and now that dumb fucking pokemon will be immortalized on the walls of our school
look at this
a true american hero
accidentally selling your soul to satan by not reading terms and conditions