I don't care if it hurts.
I want to have control.
I want a perfect body.
I want a perfect soul.
I want you to notice
when I'm not around.
You're so fucking special.
I wish I was special.
But I'm a creep.
I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.

I’m reading a book on the history of sterilizations done for eugenic purposes in the early 1900s, and I’ve gotten to the point where they are discussing the Nuremberg trials and the sterilizations they did at concentration camps in the guise of scientific research. Apparently they also sterilizations homosexuals, which in the face of all that terribleness, I find really ironic.