A-M-E-R-I-C-A. place where child abusers are castrated and my sexuality is questioned why i see a guy and get an erectioni don't know, i realize that you don't recognize "gay power," but now you have no choice beautiful world, great country, southern plantation has given way to a nice queer nation the closet doesn't feel good, time to come out and i do, with an unfeminine shout time to wake the fuck up and realize that just a few years ago under different skies that life is a game that money can't buy but gay people are in and you still can get high "oh, that's so gay" is that an insult to one who believes that not coming out isnt a ton of weight to pull off one's shoulders and when you yell out faggot, do you realize reality just passed your dumbasses by because youre not smart enough its time to give in i'm not trying to Convert you, but you must see then that all your slurs grow old and tired i can see the rut in which you are mired so give up, get real and find a location to sit there and watch the dawn of the queer nation. and this new country, what's our name?? A-M-E-R-I-C-A the same.Birth sign: Aries
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