Zendaya looks amazing

I scroll through my phone in my search for some shred of sense to cling to. 1.6 million civilians cornered in what had once been labelled a safe zone by the oppressor. the bombing has begun. fathers fall from buildings and mothers weep over the lifeless limbs of their beloved children. but there’s a party in new york and it’s a whole lot prettier. the guests look divine, ethereal even. glamour spills from the red carpet as the masses cry for more. we look on in awe at the beautiful creatures. it’s a lot easier. if we scroll fast enough we won’t hear the screams or see the bombs drop. and why should we? - our days are hard enough without the weight of all that. after all, it’s all just too complicated.

I scream in shame at the human project to which I am bound. <<