Labels Rant (Gay is normal)
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Última publicación dom, nov 16, 2014
why must we label? why must we call this young man gay or a fag just because he talks different, cleans his face like a normal teenage boy, or maybe even something as simple as the way he walks? the answer for most people is simple. People discriminate gay people based on stereotypes from back in, what?; the 1800's?
yes, the bible says that gays are inpure and a complete sin... It's WRONG! you know why?
Because:
GOD did not create the bible
GOD created these so called "sins" himself.
why?
Because GOD DOES NOT DISCRIMINATE!
do you know who wrote the bible?
no?
well here it is.
WHAT IF IT WAS US?
what if the heterosexuals were actually the ones who were "sins" what if we were the ones who were considered "inpure" ?
would we lie about what we were?
YES.
would we feel like we are worthless?
YES.
would we want to kill ourselves when people made fun of us?
YES!
So let me ask again;
why must we label?
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