I wanna shoutout to all the gay folks who grew up repressing their feelings/desires simply to survive. I pray that we all will find the peace and love and joy and laughter within each experience that we have not only with ourselves but also to the world - especially to the ones that made each day of growing up so burdensome that death almost seemed too convenient. We've all always known we were special but probably didn't realize how special being gay actually made/makes us. I hope you can savor each kiss, each touch, each moment of sex and intimacy and truly love it. We are beautiful. We are amazing. We are special. We are here for a reason. So even in the moments of despair and depression I hope you hang in there - I pray I always have the strength, as well. Because we all know it gets lonely and sometimes we make ourselves lonely because it's this type of morbid uncomfortable comfortable space that is familiar. And that's okay. But we can't stay there. I believe that one day I will be in a healthy beautiful relationship with another man. And who knows maybe, just maybe, we will get married and I will be his husband and he will be mine and we will love each other and trust each other and grow with each other. He will be the opposite of all of the things I've had to endure and prove I was worthy because he'll just love me :) And of course I will love him