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Fuck HatersFuck haters 'cause they're the ones to blame
When gay kids get depressed and take their lives each day.
These haters bag on gay kids and make them feel like shit,
Haters tell gays to give up on life and quit.
Girls liking girls and guys liking guys,
Continuing to tease, leading to suicide.
Fuck haters, they tell the gay kids to go "away."
We'll all band together and make those haters pay.
** Who are they to say what's right and what's "gay?" **
Your anti-gay votes help slit their throats.
They sit around and mope, slip their necks through the rope.
STR8 & AGAINST H8!
DON'T BE H8IN ON THE HOMOS!
SOME KIDS ARE GAY, THAT'S OK!
SOME DUDES MARRY DUDES, GET OVER IT!
SOME CHICKS MARRY CHICKS, GET OVER IT!
YES TO PROP8! NOH8! FCKH8!
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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