They hate me because I have never been ashamed of the sins that I have made. If I ever decide to be ashamed of them, then on that day, I lose my humanity. But because I am Human— and strictly human— I choose to carry my flaws on my hands and on my face. Here I am. With all my scars and my mistakes. Take what you want, and hate what you resent, but spare me the judgements: You are just as human as I am; Just as disgustingly humane, and beautifully faulted.
