I hate myself because I foresake love and commitment for and from those who deserve it and give it to me to instead chase after my vile, disgusting, subhuman ways.
I hate myself because I let the Senator of Mind Control utter brainwash me in every chance of solitude and repose for the last ten years.
I hate myself because I once looked down on gay friends who sought Straight White Men and now I know the error of my ways.
I hate myself because the more I give into the need to serve and worship Straight White Men, the more I look at them in lust and perversion.
