I’m sick and tired of hearing “I don’t want the gays shoving their sexuality in my face.”
As if I can sit through a movie in theatres without sending even one straight kiss
As if I can walk down the street without seeing some straight couple holding hands or kissing
As if I can go one day without seeing horny straight teens pressed up against each other in the hallway
I’m sick and tired of “Not everything has to be gay!”
As if everything isn’t already dominated by heterosexuality
As if representation is too much to ask for when straights see themselves in a vast majority of
the media we consume
AS if little boys and girls don’t grow up confused because they never see boys and girls kissing other boys and girls
I’m sick and tired of “got hates queers”
As if god doesn’t love all his children
As if the priests who are out there raping little boys get to judge my sexuality (side note: the
ones who aren’t molesters don’t get to judge me either, because they preach that “only god can judge” and I don’t listen to hypocrites)
As if it isn’t hypocritical and straight up ignorant to persecute gays when you’re not slicing off the
hands of teenage girls who’ve touched a dick or condemning clothing lines with mixed fabrics.
You don’t get to pick and choose.
I’m sick and tired of “The gays will convert me!”
As if we’re going door to door with pamphlets and ridiculously long explanations. Y’know, like
the Jehova’s witnesses.
As if being gay is as much of a choice as being staight
As if conversion therapy uses several inhumane and unethical methods, such as torture and
abuse, to convert straights to gays, and NOT the other way around.
I’m sick and tired of “I wouldn’t be scared”
I am sick and tired of “I understand”
As if you have an idea what it’s like to fear for your life during everyday activities simply
because of who’s hand you’re holding or the meaning of the flag on your shirt
As if you have any idea what it feels like to wake up and learn that 50 of your brothers and
sisters were murdered.
As if Pulse affected you the same way it affected us.
As if you can look at Matthew Shepard and Pulse and think could’ve been me.
I am sick and tired of fighting for my rights
As if loving someone means I automatically forfeit rights I should’ve been born with
I am sick and tired of hatred
I am sick and tired of discrimination
I am sick and tired of being treated like I am not human
As if being in love is evidence enough that I am disgusting, filthy, inhuman creature
who deserves nothing but death.
I am sick and tired of being sick and tired.
