well i guess this is growing up.../ a word to the world around me

Tjedza's picture

You can say what you will about me, there is no way I can change your mind, or alter the words that emerge from your mouth and make you understand my situation-
You can go ahead and judge me but that doesn’t mean I like it, this is just me willing to accept you not accepting me…

After all what is tolerance? It is not only tolerating homosexuals and people of a different ethnicity or creed etc, but it is also the ‘homosexuals/ people of different backgrounds/ color/ beliefs’ tolerating your ignorance, your injustice, your sanctimonious spitefulness.

Why must you continue to talk about me behind my back and in my presence pretend to smile at me purely because you want something from me… whatever it is that you want, just take it free of charge, free of your artificiality and underlying malice.

Why do I make you feel so uncomfortable? How is it your business what I do in the privacy of my own room, my own house, my own life?
Why must you take it upon yourself to make my life a living hell because you don’t approve of the way I live? Why do you think that your approval means so much to me, to anyone? Who are you to approve or disapprove of the way I conduct myself?
Who do you think you are… god on earth?

How do I affect you, let alone offend you, when I don’t even talk to you or know you?
How dare you mount up on a high horse and call me a ‘filthy faget’- what the hell do you know about ‘filth’ and do you know how ignorant the word ‘faget’ makes you sound, you illiterate fuck?

I’m not angry, I’m disappointed. I think all my life I’ve had too much faith in the human heart and mind, and you… you proved me wrong.

You try to come up with all sorts of explanations as to why I’m gay. I have a “chemical imbalance

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aviva's picture

lol

Hehehehehe... amusement chuckles out of my pores. Guashness. That's right, ignore what they say: be the bigger man about it. Sexy new avatar by the way. Ooh... you're just reminding me how much I miss kissin 'em. You know I want you.

Signed: call me what you will.