Fuck. Everything hurts. Physically and emotionally.
"When did you decide to be gay?"
Last week. I woke up and I was like I want to be judged and not accepted by most of society and denied basic human rights. I thought it would be fun to not be allowed to get married and to be called rude names when I’m with the person I love. I mean, who wouldn’t want that?
Or get beaten because you love someone who happens to be of the same sex. Even if that person makes your life a little bit worth living. Sure, why not? Sounds like a challenge.
-.- This is not a fucking choice. I chose happiness instead of hiding it while people choose to be assholes about things that affect 0% of thir life because something is different than their point of view or moral.