But the issue is we have this thing called In God We Trust and this confuses me all the time because I'm like well which one like which God do we trust you know a lot of people have lost their lives, including my nephew just two months ago, took his life, 25 years old, served a mission and went on his mission knowing that he was gay and knowing that he had these feelings comes back and couldn't live in a society that wouldn't accept

him for who he was and he checked into a hotel and

there's nothing else that causes someone to do this

other than ideology.

So then I was like,

fuck, I already know the antidote.

So I just sent my sister a text.

I said, haven't heard from you for a while.

You don't need to respond.

I'm just thinking about you and I love you very much

hope you're doing okay there's nothing else that causes someone to do this other than

ideology and she didn't respond till the next day and then she sends me this last long text that says,

I got your message for my birthday.

Sorry, I've just been burned out, tired, but I've been listening to your message every day

and it's been getting me through this crazy work week.

And I so appreciate the gift and blah blah blah and lots of hard emojies and whatever.

And I just sat there and I was like, see why the hell did I have to create this stupid

ass fiction in my head?

You'll have to forgive me with my frankness because I'm not as I'm not as as as what's the best word I'm not as polite as black.

Just spread love dude just, just,

just world is just for me.

It turns me on.

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