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She bleeds more than red.

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Banshee-X

Published: Jul 20, 2011

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Calloused hands
weren't made to
touch such softness.

So, the wicked soaked her
in holy water, scrubbed
her pale skin raw, and
swore the devils dogs
had stolen her soul.

[ Chanting in a foreign tongue:
they would prey the gay away! ]

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I am pretty much disgusted right now.
I just watched a couple on the news claim that you can 'Pray the Gay away.'

After watching that, I do believe I am going to be sick.

And know whats worse?
My own mother said I need to have an OPEN mind.

Yep, I'm going to be sick.

'...'

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I-am-an-Oddity

Jul 25, 2011

That's horrible, the people who need to keep an open mind are the people saying this chiz.

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