i was almost an abortion

Thursday, June 21, 2012

happy pride, you vicious fags

take a close look. you can see his pain.

happy PRIDE!
oh really.

we as gay men have some fuckin nerve.
we want everyone in the entire world to drop
and accept us for being who we are...
we complain that we don't have equal rights...
we want everyone to think we are an evolved group of people.
we want, too much, as far as i'm concerned,
we need to actually do something to actually prove ourselves,
because what i have been seeing and hearing from fags mouths
about one of their own, who,
they feel "better than" because he was a "porn star"
or because he had a problem with "drugs" or "steroids"...
um, hello.
wait a minute...
rewind what you just said cunt,
put down the crack pipe for a moment,
turn down the porn on the tv or computer,
pull out that "Erik Rhodes" dildo u have shoved up your shitty hole,
and listen to me for a second,
cause i'm not going to say this again.
you are nothing more than a piece of shit.
your gross,
your not funny,
and you truly have made me see your true colors
and shit brown just doesn't look good on you.
how dare you.
really, how fucking dare you speak with such venom
about someone who was really so sweet.
you just ask anyone who actually met him,
and they will tell you the same thing.
the boy wouldn't have hurt a fly.
meanwhile, not even a week later,
your bitchy mouth have had nothing else to say than
he deserved it.

what you deserve now cunt,
i promise you, you will get.
you will realize, one day, i hope soon,
that you aren't really as hot as you think you are.
you'll walk by a mirror and look closely at all the flaws,
and thats just on the outside.
you'll wonder why your lonely, alone, can't find a man,
and you'll cry about it, complain, say someone else is responsible
because you didn't have equal rights, or some retarded bullshit like that.
and then, you'll be going through your collection of porn dvd's
cause u aint cultured enough to watch anything else,
and you'll come across a photo of Erik Rhodes.
and, for a second, you'll understand that
all the venom that you spilled on this man's life and death
was because, deep down, it's obvious, isn't it?
you are just jealous because the man came into this world
was born with a face of a movie star,
had one of the most amazing bodies that he worked very hard on,
and was, someone that actually was very sweet...
very sincere, and very troubled.
he wasn't what you imagined him to be from what you were shown.
the boy was hysterical.
the boy was a little boy trapped in a bodybuiders body.
the boy, when he walked in a room, made EVERY head turn.

the boy was a star...
and as hard as you tried,
you will just never have what he had.
sad isn't it?
the second you understand that you are nothing?
the moment you realize your a failure?
the instant you see that
all the shit that the world has thrown at you
is all shit that you deserve.
you are nothing girl...
i'm sorry.
but James...
well, i guess you'll just never know.
because you just weren't good enough to travel in the same galaxy as him.

don't worry.
kharma has a way of coming around and biting you back.
and i hope to God i'm there when it happens.
cause i'm gona laugh my ass off.

i love to see a big girl cry.
but, it'll be too late for you...
much to late.

one last thing that you must remember.
he will live for eternity,
he is a legend.
and you...
are nothing.

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