Well, that's gay.

So today, (20th October, 2010) everyone is wearing purple. OK, not everyone, because not all human beings on this planets are that open minded, unfortunately. Today, most people I know, are wearing purple in memory of six boys. These six boys were teased, bullied, mocked and ridiculed to the point where they felt they had no other option but to end it all. None of these boys knew each other, but they all shared the same, simple interest; men.

Nothing wrong with that. Millions of other people like men. Why are they different? OH HANG ON. Men liking men. It's got to be a crime, doesn't it? Against God's will? Unnatural, bla bla. Oh, boo hoo. Who cares. I mean, it's not hurting you in any way. Not effecting you at all. It's of no one's bussiness but their own, and if they day dream about their perfect guy then so be it.
What do people find so wrong in it? Well, you have your basic Christian, scowling at gays for going against their Lord, the saviour. People don't choose to be gay, it's a born thing. So, therefor, God created them gay.
Then, we have the burly men. To them, gays are too feminine to be apart of their gender. I read a series of books with two main character being in a relationship. One was a hitman, the other a burglar, both the kind of men you wouldn't pick to be gay. But they were, and because of their intimidating appearance, no one bothered them for it. That, and just the fact that it was completely fine with them. People come in different shapes, sizes, personalities and appearances. Gays are no different.
I wore purple today to let other gay people know that they are not alone. I wore purple in memory of the boys who were just being themselves. I wore purple today to let other people know that what they say and so can effect someone else.
Because since when was individuality worth dying for?