being gay is a sin?? um actually
bi = gay x straight
sin = straight / bi
the straights cancel
sin = 1/gay
times that by gay
gay(sin) = 0
gay = -sin
move the negative over
-gay = sin
so not being gay is a sin oops
idk what you just said but thanks nerd
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FUCK
this made me laugh more than it should
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The hardest part
The hardest part of all this is knowing I will never see her again…but I hope she is happy. I want her to live a good life and be successful and happy and have a loving, caring husband and kids that she can love. I wish that was me in that picture but she doesn’t want that. I don’t want to stop talking to her but it is in her best interest if I do stop. If we keep talking then I will just cause issues. So I said goodbye today to my dearest Russian love :3 Hardest thing I have ever done. haha. But when I am in Missouri and nobody can contact me, I can use the incognito-ness to slip out of the country without anybody knowing and just go be a hermit in the mountains of Nepal and most likely die a rather quick, painful, and early death. Sounds like a plan :D
So I was cleaning out my dresser and found a depressing ass poem I wrote. I thought for once I would actually post something I wrote:
I’m tired of trying,
Sick of crying.
I know I have been smiling
But inside I’m dying.
You say I’m always happy
And that I’m good at what I do,
But what you’ll never realize is,
I’m a damn good actor too.
I wear a mask that grins and lies,
It hides my cheeks and shades my eyes.
The debt we pay to human guile,
With torn and broken hearts, we smile.
Everyone sees who I appear to be,
But only few know the real me.
You only see what I choose to show.
There’s so much behind my smile that you don’t know.
Behind this innocent smile of mine,
Lies words left unsaid.
Words of longing, love, anger and hate,
All repeated inside my head.
