*Disclaimer- there Is cussing, so If you do not care for It, this may not be for you.
I had made a HUGE mistake. I might've gone a little overboard.
To the point that my sister kicked me out of the house.
Honestly, I don't see the problem. I may have yelled a bit too much, but In my case I was In the right, everything gay related is wrong. I will stop there, because If I don't stop right now, I will be ranting for hours.
You see, my sister and mom are fujoshi´s. See the problem? They basically worship everything gay. It Is wrong on so many levels! They keep on trying to explain to me, how I was In the wrong, ME!
I ABHOR evrything gay. You may be thinking that, maybe I have some sort of trauma
(besides me happening upon my sister's bl fanfiction..*siver*) I haven´t. Nothing of that sort has happened (besides the fanfiction incident.)
The Idea of a dude kissing another dude, makes me sick...literally. I can´t handle the thought, It makes me feel dirty. Like who the hell decided that It was ok for another guy to get all handsy with another guy? If there Is such a being, fuck them. Fuck whoever made that shit.
Ok enough with the Inner monologue, I gotta get home…
As I walked across the crosswalk, honking could be heard. Blaring lights could be seen, especially me.
That was the last thing I saw...or should've.