I HATE this “Middle-Aged” football world. I hate their uncivilized retrogressive attitude towards gay people. I hate the fact that some of my favorite players are closeted gays that might stay in the closet for the rest of their lives. I hate the fact that despite of my forceful desire and determination to make some change, I still feel I’m too small, too small that I can barely do anything to help them out. Ah, so frustrated*hair-stretching*.
God! Allah! Buddha! Mother Nature! Somebody….Anybody! Please tell me WHEN the light of Renaissance will shine into the endless darkness. Should I still hold an expectation for their, or our “ultimate victory”?
I posted this on tumblr, but I think I should post it here as well.