I Don't Like People Whose Job It

Someone On Twitter Sent Me A Page From A Textbook. It Had A Picture Of A Football Player Next To A Picture Of Me. The Juxtaposition Was Meant To Illustrate Two Meanings Of "offensive." Seriously. It Broke My Heart. It's That Accepted What I Do Is Offensive?

Dear America, When You Tell Gay Americans That They Can't Serve Their Country Openly Or Marry The Person That They Love, You're Telling That To Kids Too. So Don't Be F**king Shocked And Wonder Where All These Bullies Are Coming From That Are Torturing Young Kids And Driving Them To Kill Themselves Because They're Different; They Learned It From Watching You.

Some Things Are Just For Private. It's Like People Thinking I'm Cold Or This Or That. It's Unfortunate, But I Don't Need Strangers To Know That I'm Warm. I Don't Need Strangers To Know The Real Me.

I Remember The Horror Story That I Told Myself Over And Over Again. I'm Totally Alone In My Body. I'm Totally Alone In My Head And Nobody Will Ever See Through My Eyes. I'm Just Completely Alone.

You Have To Be Able To Laugh At Yourself. That's What I Tell Asian People All The Time.