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No one knows.


I cry. I cry every night Every night because I know one day One day me and my girlfriend will never marry each other because we're heterosexuals. No one knows what it's like to be picked on or taunted just because I like girls. No one knows what it's like to be judged in public just for showing affection to my girlfriend. No one knows what it's like to truly be in love with someone but can't spend forever in Holy Matrimony. No one knows...
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