Ah, my murder.
Recall the moment: seeing my brother for the first time; my uncle telling him I’d never play the same again; the cold barrel of a gun against my head. The painkiller numbness that still didn’t stop the creeping sense of calm.
The thought: ‘At least I met him.’
It's ok to be gay.
It's ok to be straight.
It's ok to be black.
It's ok to be white.
It's ok to be lesbian.
It's ok to be bisexual.
It's ok to be religious.
It's ok to be foreign.
However, it's never ok to disrespect exy.