How can you so blindly believe something? Take something innocent and twist it? Make it sick, make it horrible.

It's love, you fucking idiot. Open your eyes. Look past the slutty, immature pre-teens who follow a trend, and look at people who have loved for years. Who have known no other lover. Look past those who are getting drunk and listening to pressure. Ignore those in front of the camera. Please. Ignore the fakes. Focus instead on the people whose lives you are fucking with.

Homosexuality is not a disease. Not a sin. It is nothing... but love.

Love knows no bounds. No age, no gender, no nationality, no religion. Love is an emotion; a primal one at that. You can describe horror. You can describe anger. You can even describe pure and utter hopelessness. And everyone can relate. But can you put love into words?

How can you expect to define it... to write it into law... when not a single person can rightly define what it is? Musicians, artists, poets, philosophers... they have tried for centuries to make you feel in words what some can so passionately feel naturally... and they've never succeeded. And here you stand, with your pinstripe suit, your stick up your ass, and your Bible in your hand and you try and tell me that I'm sick.

I'm sick? I need help? Homosexuality is a disease now? Really? Then tell me, oh wise law maker, oh Bible thumper, oh moron... if homosexuality is a disease, why can't I call into work with it? "Yeah, boss man, sorry I can't come in today... I'm still queer."

Because that works oh so well in real life.

What do you care? If you don't support gay marriage... then don't fucking get one.

Don't you ever harass my girlfriend and me. Don't you ever harass my friends. Don't think you're alone when you look at us and feel disgust. Because a lot of us feel the same for you. We look at you and we see ignorance at it's finest. We look at you and see intolerance. We look at you and see discrimination. You judge someone based on the partner they choose, and not the person they are. How is that 'right', how is that the way of God?

You cling to your little book, full of stories told by mouth, full of mistranslations, full of personal opinions of years of being passed down, of being re-written, of being translated... You stand firmly behind a religion you don't even understand, don't even know all of. And don't tell me you do, not with all the shit they've still got locked away, away from public eyes and translating mouths.

You misconstrue your own religion and the beliefs behind it. So don't go around putting down other religions, other lifestyles, just because you don't understand your own. Don't take your anger out on others for your own hopelessness, your own confusion, your own doubts. Don't preach about how you are secure in your sexuality. You wouldn't call it a disease if you were. You're scared. Scared of who you are, who your friends are. You're scared of life as you know it falling apart. You hate blindly, but just think. Should the day come that our lifestyle is legalized... what do you think is going to happen? Everyone will come out... Your best friend maybe. Your neighbor. Your own brother or sister. And you will feel regret. Because you will have to shut them out. You've preached it for so long, it'd be hypocritical of you to turn back now.

So you continue to hate. You fight, you preach, you discriminate. You help cause countless deaths, by suicide or otherwise. You cause indescribable amounts of pain.

Do you understand what some of these people go through? Of course not. Because you can only see what you want to see, and you don't want to see them as people. They can't suffer in your eyes.

So many teens cry at night. Over secret loves, secret lives... One person to their parents; their world. Another person to the one they love; their partner. How do you think it must feel to hide the one that means most to you? To not be able to bring your partner home and go "Look mom and dad. Look what I've found..."

Look at your wife, your husband, your girlfriend, your boyfriend. Look at them. How beautiful they are, inside and out. Their talents, their skills, their abilities. Their faults. Look at everything that makes you love them...

Don't you think that same-sex partners feel they same? That they look at the one they love and see perfection? That they feel the same feeling inside? The need to tell everyone... show everyone... they want the entire world, and that person, to know. They love them.

You can do that. You can slip a ring on their hand, show them off, make introductions and have a pretty little wedding. A pretty little life.

Yet you deny them that same basic right. You deny them the right to openly love. To openly show affection, devotion. How would you feel if that right was taken from you?

Homosexuality has been around long before the Christian Bible was written. And yet it has only been in recent years it has become a 'disease'.

If it is a disease, I'm glad to be sick. I'm glad to love the girl I love. I'm glad to feel happiness. To feel love. I'm glad that one feeling not a person in this world can describe... I feel it every time I look at her.

I'm grateful for that.

So if homosexuality is a disease... then consider me terminally ill. Because you wouldn't know love if it crawled up your ass and fucked you.