My girlfriend and I had recently gone to the movies to see Inside Out, a film about emotions. Which was really funny, because i was certainly feeling all sorts of emotions that night.

There was just something about having her hand mixed in with mine, that made me feel all warm and cozy. Some might call it love. I had finally realized that I really didn’t wanna watch the movie, I just wanted to stare at her.

her. her. her.

Many people would look at us and call us disgusting, since being in a gay relationship, not many people respect us. They call us horrible names. They say we don’t deserve to live on this planet.

I said one day that i’d rather live in a world where being gay was okay and that being straight was bad. I then corrected myself and realized that it would be the same thing. People would be getting hate, no matter the sexuality.

So, yeah. I mainly wanted to write about our date, but it just turned into this pile of ramble.

sorry.