It’s outrageous to me when I see people hate on someone because of their sexuality. I hate the intolerance. I hate the judgment. I hate it so much. Most of my favorite people in my life are gay. It’s something I’m super passionate about, because whenever I would see my friends get bullied, or my brother get hurt for his sexuality, I would become a raging lunatic. I would literally become a raging lunatic because I just can’t take it. When you see someone you love hurting, for such a superficial, bullshit reason, it’s like, how small and spiritually unenlightened and dumb as fuck can a person be? How much further can your head get up your ass that you’re actually judging someone as a person based on their sexuality before you even have a conversation with them?
“You fool. I like you. Not as a friend, but as a girl. If I don’t see you, I get curious. If you’re depressed, I get upset. If you smile, it makes me happy. If you’re sick, I get worried. It’s driving me crazy. It means.. I like you, doesn’t it?” ♡