Well, some homosexuals try to live their lives happily and mind their own business, and others don't.
More or less, I can agree, however the ones that don't are merely the ones that refuse to be swept under the carpet. More power to them, I say.
Some seem to have the inordinate need to cram their homosexuality down others' throats...
Please sir. Forgive me for not being invisible, so you have to look on my lowly homosexual visage. I'll try harder to not make it so you have to see me.
...and to force their homosexuality on society...
No, just make it known that we're not gonna be treated as second class citizens.
and those are the gays I personally have a problem with, because what they are doing is destroying things I believe in, like traditional morals and values, and that makes it personal.
You can have your personal values and morals...even if I think they're fucked. What you're REALLY pissing and moaning about is the fact that you still hate us, but society isn't on board with that, it being wanton hatred and all.
I just do my part to keep them from utterly destroying the morals and values of society, and it is quite clear society has few left.
Yes, how dare we value love more than hatred. Shame on us. Shame. Good thing we have a fine upstanding moral compass to tell us what witches to bur-erm-who's not performing to the correct set of morals.
See, people can have the live and let live attitude, and that's fine, but the gays are not on board with that, they insist on cramming it down people's throats.
Uh...no, we just want to be left alone. It's you guys who insist that the mere sight of two men walking down a street holding hands is the most vile, reprehensible thing, even below murder.
But they're people out there such as myself, who aren't EVER going to accept their lifestyle, because we know it to be abnormal sick behavior.
Yes. We have a name for you. A few actually. Bigot. Busybody. Asshole. Do I need to go on?
We're here, we're NOT queer, so they can fucking get over it.
I don't give a flying fuck if you're a martian. *I'M* not trying to impose anything on you. *YOU* are the one insisting we all slink back into the closet so as to spare your delicate sensibilities.
Sorry, princess. Not happening.