"I'm deemed a sinner. I'm labelled evil for the ways of my heart. I'm labelled disgusting for embracing my happiness. Our love is labelled wrong, because they can't see it's right ." "Fuck labels." The words were delivered perfectly. With force. Almost religiously. So there from that day, the phrase was repeated in my head. A chanting. A mantra. It carved itself into my soul. It forced me not to care. Why should I care what they think? Is it really a sin? A sin for a man to love a man? A sin for a woman to love a woman? A sin for me to love him? If it is, I should familiarize myself with the devil, because I'm definitely going to hell.All Rights Reserved
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