I feel the blood course through my veins and anger pours from every pore in my body. The hatered that I feel overwhelms me and I need to sit down. How could someone even say that to another human being? My life is not destined to be a hellish ride from day to day just because I care for the loving touch of a woman rather than the parchment like touch of a man. How is that everyday, more and more people gather around to throw stones at me? Have you nothing better to do? Has this world come down to a mundane pit of nothing?

Life is something that should be lived to max. Life is something that enables us to become happy and to love. I'm happy when I'm loved by those once told me they loved me. I can't see why me saying that I love another than the one prescribed makes me a different person, a bad person. So please, for the love of everything that is holy in the world, someone tell me why we must carry a bible in our hand in our to be good?