Friday, April 1, 2016
Mom Hates Fags
My mother hated just about everything all the time, but she saved her special reserve hate for gay men. My cousin from my fathers sister was gay but he eventually died from uncontrolled diabetes and my best male friend was gay but died from an accidental drug over dose a few years after my cousin. Why do I bring these two long dead guys up now? Because they both came from two of the most repressed gay hating families that ever lived on the plains of North Texas and both felt comfortable enough around me to test the waters of coming out of the closet to. And while I am thinking about it, not a single one of the group who clamored to gain favor from my mother after I went NC were men, gay, or other wise. They all just happened to be lying conniving, back stabbing bitches. Buddhists think that the emotions you feel at the time you die is carried into your next life. If this is true, I have a message for you from my mother's festering corpse.