What right does anyone have to choose the fate of someone based off their choices, status, skin color, religion or ethnicity? What right of passage was handed to you, giving you the clearance to make someone else's life yours to have an opinion about? At what point in time did you believe your voice could be louder than anyone elses? Today I take a stand for all the victims of hate crimes, to those who live in fear of judgment, to those who met their end alone and just needing someone to understand them, accept them and love them for just being who they are. I stand for you, with you.