Tell your Mom about this PFLAG, you said. Here is the information, you give me. Maybe she will go, it will be really good for her. I got excited.

Now I’m all snotty and my eyes are swollen from crying, cause Mom hates gay people so much that she doesnt want to be around people who are tolerant of them.

So I shall drink all the booze, cry more, and work toward becoming numb about it. Time heals all wounds, and if I can just stay drunk for a day, I wont feel as sad tomorrow.

Also, no, Dory. She doesn’t like you. You’re voiced by a fucking dyke. She hates that shit.