God loves you.
I love you.
You are my Brother. I don't care what you do in frustration, I still hate to see you hurt.
Hold on.
Hold on, hold your head up.
God loves you.
God will see you through.
I hate to see people hurting, it makes me want to cry.
Know that God loves you.
And the same goes for all the Latinos, and all the Native americans, and all the women, and all the good people of all types who are hurting out there.
Hold on. We'll make it together. God loves you.
Sincerely,
David S. Annderson