There was a time where the idea of coming back to you made me scream, cry, and run away in fear. The idea of having to lie with you made me cringe. I was dragged back by a force stronger than my own over and over again... but now, I see clearly that you and I were meant to be, and every second I spend with you makes my heart soar... I love you, my bed, amirite?
You don't have to be an athlete to play sports. You don't have to be a nerd to do well in school. You don't have to be a twig to be beautiful. You don't have to be gay to support gay rights. You choose what you do and who you are, and you shoudln't give a what others think, as long as you're doing what you want, amirite?