Here we go again. Society forces people to pretend they are something different than what they are. Their conscious finally catches up with them and family and friends get hurt in the process, not to mention the wife they married to keep them deep under cover. Religion in particular forces these people to hate themselves because "god hates" them. Yes, your god is a murderer and a liar and he hates you so much that he will burn you like some World War II war criminal would have. The only difference is that back then you were cooked and done with, the god the Christians worship can't get enough of pain and suffering so he makes it eternal. That is the epitome of love, isn't it? Enjoy him for forever because I won't be there, nor would I want to be there groveling to his pathetic ass for eternity. How could one worship him for forever knowing that your best friend was slowly basting away in god's relentless easy bake oven while you got ice cream sandwiches and ginger ale enemas for eternity? Wow, that sounds like a lot of fun. I hear Pat Robertson requires close to a six pack.
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