Love does not have a fucking color or a gotdamn sexual preference. Love is love!

Is it that you want me to stand for what others believe in so that I will be accepted and not judged? If so, I cannot do that. That means I will be turning my back on myself—and I’ve learned if I do not have anyone in my corner—I at least can count on myself.

Your mistakes are meant to be forgiven, not to torture you.