Love: I can think of countless phrases used to describe the word. It’s patient. It heals. It hurts. It lifts us up where we belong.
You know what I don’t hear? That love discriminates. Because it fucking doesn’t.
The world is a mean, hateful place. And it’s not the fault of the gays- it’s the fault of humans. If it bothers you that people who do not have the ability to procreate are becoming legally wed, I can promise you that it bothers me more that you procreate in the first place. Hate breeds hate, and it gets in the way of progress.
Maybe when you arrive at the pearly gates Peter will tell you how much God enjoyed your crusade against homosexuality and the sanctity of marriage. OR, maybe he’ll tell you that you should have minded your own fucking business.