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I don't celebrate my homosexuality, I hate it. I look at it as a tragic tweak, be it genetic or whatever, that separates me from a life I want. I look at it as a monumental "problem with women" that I just can't get past and my future -- I'm already damned near 45 -- looks like one round of unrequited love that shouldn't exist after another that I harbor internally and torment myself over until my life is over.

Surrogate mother? Where? And with what millions? I can't afford glasses or a new front tooth.

Straight folks shouldn't take for granted how lucky they are.

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