Health.

I think it's healthy that I'm moving away from my other blog some. I'm going to keep using it for in-depth complaining that I can't express in the real world without getting into deep shit. But as my roommate noted, I don't open up a lot, at least not without some kind of trigger. Good thing they know to just ask questions.

I LOVE this man.
"Top of the morning to ya, it's eight past the hour."
It makes me proud that he decided not to get married until EVERYONE can get married. That's how I've felt for a long time. I think it's completely outrageous to take away someone's right as a citizen and human to get married- a symbol of love and devotion. They are humans who have a different sexual preference. Why are we so obsessed with that in the first place? I don't want to know if someone is gay or straight. I want to know if they are a good person and what they have to offer. I don't consider myself to be gay or straight. I'm neither. I'm both. It shouldn't matter. If you love someone enough to want to marry them, not for the legal benefits, the cake, the attention, for the sake of being married, but to REALLY, TRULY want to be with someone else for the rest of your life or a large portion of it-- WHY NOT? To want to take care of someone, for them to do the same for you, to be someone's best friend/lover/parent/partner then why bloody not? Because we have this fear that the world is going to go to hell? What's hell? It's torture, it's hate, and it's already here on Earth. It's HELLISH of people to take away someone else's ability to be happy. Especially, when I could go out and get married now to a male stranger for no reason and NO ONE would say anything about me ruining the sanctity of marriage. NO ONE. Simply because I'm a female and he'd be a male. Cool guys. That's like being unable to have children and watching 16 and pregnant.

ANYWAY. I was going to talk about something completely different but this is in my heart. But my roommate made nachos and I'm ready to eaaaat!