I honestly think people forget that the church and state are supposed to be separate. Give me one non-religious reason against same sex marriage. One non-religious reason against stem cell research. One non-religious reason against safe abortions. Go ahead.
I HAVE BEEN SAYING THIS FOREVER THIS IS LITERALLY LIKE MY GO TO ARGUMENT FOR EVERYTHING
As much as I’d like to say I don’t remember you, some nights I can’t stop thinking about the things you’d promise me. How we’d go to the same college. We’d eventually live together, buy a red microwave together. The small things I remember are what hurt the most. You promised you’d come to my graduation, you said you couldn’t wait. I’m about to graduate, where are you?
I wonder if you remember the small things. I wonder if they hurt you the way they hurt me. I wonder if you remember our first night out, our last.
Sometimes I want to check up on you, and then I remember how bad of an idea that is and I continue to keep my thoughts to myself.
“Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you, because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it’s so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn’t come back. You’re left so alone that you can’t explain. Damn, there’s nothing like that, is there? I’ve been there and you have too. You’re nodding your head.”—Henry Rollins, The Portable Henry Rollins (via adderalldust)