When I see a homosexual I can't help it. My eyes narrow, my cheeks rise. My forehead reddens, I frown my forehead and mouth, my face stuttering with every attempt at hiding my expression

My extremities begin to tremble, vibrating as if heated by the holy spirit. My movements become sudden. It's hard to talk without yelling, and all the sounds feel like gunshots, loud and infuriating, right behind the back of my neck.

My mind starts to wander. Different ways i could crush his skull. I know I won't survive, that I'm going to be beaten to a pulp after that initial attack. I keep planning how to make that attack as fast and deadly as possible.

The sodomite's "effeminate" expressions are distorted in my mind. I imagine it as some kind of caricature making fun of me. His laughter is like the "cute" movements of a cockroach's antlers

So far I've been spared from directly interacting with them, but when they talk my fists start to shake. When i walk away, I take a moment. My chest and throat hurt, my hands are full of red dots and I sweat for a few moments. I often have to take an aspirin just to make it through the rest of the day, and my mind keeps creating scenarios on how to murder the creature for as long as a week

I have to spend the rest of the day distracting myself so I don't just turn around and break his pathetic neck