Trust . . . Broken

I stand surveying my room. Complete devastation. The room itself and my heart. A high school party. Parents out of town. Me, out with friends. He promised he wouldn't. He did. The whole house ransacked.
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The Mess Didn't Make Itself

I was reading the article, Empathy for the Detestable, Compassion for the Callous by Philip Goldberg, and it got me thinking. If we look at history as far back as we can, we will see the biggest issues of the time reflected in the culture. True…