So all my life I’ve was brought up to believe in god. In that upbringing I was always told god was in control, god knows all. Meaning he knows the outcome of things before they happen. He made us who we are today, right?
Well guess what god, I didn’t ask for what you gave me! I didn’t ask for whatever the fuck this is you put in me, depression, bi polar or whatever it is. I also didn’t ask to be bisexual! If you would have given me the choice my answer would have been NO!
So as I see things, you gave me a double dose of “fucked up life”! Do you really think I would have asked to be bisexual? Fuck no! It’s got to be the worst of all, hell I’d rather be gay! At least then I’d know right? I wouldn’t have these back an forth feelings and desires, I’d be one or the other, gay or straight!
These two issues have plagued me my entire life. Oh yea, he gives us a choice in life right? BULLSHIT! I didn’t ask for it. The mother fucker gave it to me. So god, you fucked up my life! Thank you so fucking very much! Now I guess you’ll condemn me to hell, for your mistake mother fucker!
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That’s exactly how I feel. Except for the whole bisexual gay thing