Back in high school there was this really flamboyant gay guy in my science class (still the gayest person I’ve ever met), and he wore foundation and had his legs perfectly shaved and instead of making a presentation to the class, he decided to make an interpretive dance. He was also one of the dumbest people I’ve ever met. So one day he kept talking about what he was going to do when he got to heaven, and I was having a bad day and already fed up with him, so I said “Fags don’t go to heaven.” He didn’t know I was gay, and I think he heard me. Umm… no regrets? =/
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