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Inspired by howdoesiinternet, but not limited to them. This is for everyone that thinks that you are no longer bi or queer if you end up in a hetero relationship. This is for everyone that paints our military men and women as villains. This is for everyone that tells someone to get murdered. This is for everyone who demands proof of who you are, then criticizes you when you give it. This is for everyone who conflates righteous anger with “butthurt”.

You do not define what is or is not homophobic, just like I do not define it. You do not get to tell me what I can and cannot say if I am a member of that group. You do not get to tell me that my sanctuary was a lie.

You do not get to dismiss me as “edgy” by what I choose to wear or how I choose to speak.

You do not get to tell me that my father, my grandfather, one of the most influential teachers I ever had, my best friends, and my neighbors are villains for doing what they must do for one reason or another.

You do not know everything because you have vast academic knowledge. “The more I learn, the less I know.” Using your academic knowledge as a weapon or claiming academic superiority does nothing, save show your ass to everyone around you.

Your mental illnesses are not an excuse to act like a jackass.

Hypocrisy is unattractive.

If any of this applies to you, read the following, which puts how I feel about you in better words than I ever could:

"… the pecking order. It goes you, the dirt, the worms inside of the dirt, Popo’s stool, Kami, then Popo!"

Just remember, I’m watching you like a shithawk. I can smell the winds of shit and will throw you in to a shit tornado before I allow you to continue. You are a shit apple, and I will not allow your words to hurt me. “The ole shit liner is coming in to port, and I’ll be there to tie her up.”

TL