I considered you a close friend. Until you said gays were disgusting. That hurt. So much. I didn't know if I could stand to be around you anymore. Why are gays disgusting? Why are they any different? I wanted to actually hurt you when you said that. Not an eye-roll, or a "bitch." I wanted to punch you in the mouth and knock your teeth out. We grew apart even more when you stopped liking Ross. It's not like we couldn't tell. He's one of my closest friends; my cousin. He doesn't need your fucking games. You can burn in hell.