Gorgeous, intense, painful... such a beautiful and depressing picture you've painted. Amazing job!

Painful, painful, painful. I seriously still feel it in my gut. Wonderful, as well. The little descriptions, the little details that you know mean more than just that, like "next to Meg’s graffiti it still said “God hates fags.”", or "so they didn’t hold hands in the shopping mall" made me want to cry and start yelling things to the world. Everything flowed wonderfully. I can still feel my heart throbbing painfully in my throat. Well, well done. Truly amazing.

I think I'll got to college in Holland...

i think this is something to which all (american) gay people can relate. i certainly can.

the emotions are intense, and that's what writing is about. for me at least.

well done.

This is somewhat like the story in V for Vendetta.

Whoa. I adore it. Heart-wrenching, believable stuff. Amazing. Bravo.

I live a very large christian university owned by a famous religious figure. I'm also bisexual. Sad to say that there are people who live in places where love can't simply be love.

I loved this story. It made my heart ache, I loved your message. Hopefully, one day, America will do the right thing and allow gay marraige.

I'm almost crying! But it's the truth we're burdened with every day. Lucky for me, I live up North where the people are a bit more forgiving, but this story still reminds me of the hate. Nice writing, and a good read.

I liked your story ;) It's a bit sad I must say but that's what's called life!

I'm not american at all but is there really some town where you can't even hold your girlfriend hand?

Keep writing, I think you're good at it ;)