It’s hard to celebrate freedom when so many just lost theirs.
It’s hard to celebrate freedom when so many never truly had it.
It’s hard to celebrate freedom when you aren’t a cisgender, heterosexual, conservative, rich, white man.
It’s hard to celebrate freedom when “freedom” is only true if you look and think like them.
It’s hard to celebrate freedom when healthcare was just pulled out from under thousands of people.
It’s hard to celebrate freedom when someone’s parent is sitting in a filthy, overcrowded prison waiting to be sent away.
It’s hard to celebrate freedom when those who should be the largest proponents of it instead celebrate hate and see nothing wrong with it.
It’s hard to celebrate freedom when being yourself means you will be spit on, kicked, and even murdered.
It’s hard to celebrate freedom when there isn’t any.



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