I'm gay and transgender, and I've always really hated straight people. I mean, really hated them. I would have severely violent thoughts I knew I'd never realize. They forced me to live as the opposite gender for a really long time, and they all seem to hate me. It's weird how hatred just melts away over time. I mean, my hatred for them. It's like as I get older, I give fewer and fewer fucks, especially when it comes to the opinions of others.