+rep bro is the GOAT

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DundeXWAfIA

This story's great actually, so - This one time I had convinced the two of them to come to church with me and my dad, because i had been and it had been enjoyable. And our friendship was founded in an online game (actually) so we were all really like, Liberal, and pro-human rights. So, they agree to join us (surprise?) and as we're taking our seats in church, the pastor begins his 30 minute sermon about how being gay is bad and gays are bad and they're all going to burn in hellfire. (surprise?)

Now. I think tolerance is a ♥♥♥♥ word, in regards to LGBTQ+ If I have to 'tolerate' you being gay. I'm already losing the battle - No people being gay does not bother me, I have always been a staunch defender of their rights because I see no issue with it, it's not for me but I see no issue, it does not effect me. So I don't 'tolerate' or have 'tolerance' for gays - I just don't view them like that, to me, you being gay has very little to do with your character as a whole. and I can understand how that could be construed to be offensive but the point is you be you, idc. Unless you suck, you know? I 'don't' have much tolerance for people who suck and I tend to tell them off.

So after the sermon we're all so happy just to leave when I spot the pastor in the hallway, and I ask him where it says that and why god would forsake them just for having love for one another or some ♥♥♥♥ like that. It was totally completely embarrassing for everybody but I didn't care. It was super ♥♥♥♥♥♥ up that the one day I convince my friends to join me in church yall are going to preach hate in my face? I was livid. but nobody cares about ♥♥♥♥ like that right? My dad probably still remembers me standing up for the gays in church i'm sure that's lovely for him.

i have recurring, waking nightmares about you guys. Isn't that hilarious? I'll be in my house, and I'll hear your voices. We'll have these whole entire, honkey-dorey funny sitcom moments, and slowly as my consciousness is stirred from its slumber (even though you don't believe in the subconcious, apparently?) I'll realize these people aren't supposed to be here, these people aren't in my life anymore. This is a dream. Between 3-5 nights a week. So thanks for that.