Mr. Perfect

"You fag! You're a disgusting thing sent from hell!" Those were the words that came from my best friend... the love of my life. God really has a great sense of humor when he made me love him. But I wasn't blaming God that I was like this. I just wish society would accept everyone. I mean like..when I was younger, they told me to be myself. Now that I am myself, they freakin' judge me. Even the person I love won't accept me. But with the society, the heartbreaks, and the suffering, would he learn to love me? I'm nothing. I don't even deserve to breathe the same air as his. After all..he's Mr. Perfect.