Tell them to shut up

"This song goes out to all you straight edge faggots. F*** YOU!"
"Did you say 'faggots'?"
"Yeah, I called you a faggot, you f***ing faggot..."
*people begin leaving the room*
"... If you get offended by someone calling people 'faggot' then you are a f***ing faggot! ..."

I love that we all walked away. There is no reason for this kinda of hateful language, and I'm glad we didn't tolerate it.
There is no reason for this to happen; there is no reason we should put up with it.

Party

You're at a party, and everyone is waiting for you to turn 18. At midnight, everyone starts singing happy birthday, then you run into the bathroom to vomit. There is a guy shouting in your ear, "you're a man now."

I'm afraid that tonight could drive a wedge in the middle of a stressed relationship. We have enough problems with disunity anyway.

Also, some things that are being said make me wonder if you'll leave, or if we'll drive you away.

Time makes a bit of difference, but I think it's weird that you can have this commitment and give it up. A month, thats dumb, but I guess you never really had that passion? Maybe you were talked into and out of it. That short time is silly, but I guess I understand why.

A year confuses me more. You are in this deep, and it seems like its a pretty big focus of your life. How much you're doing can't be ignored. You get stoked at the mention of Floor Punch, but where will you be when your 18?

You're one old dude. Your example has literally changed lives. It changed mine. You were the reason I believed. What could motivate you to give this up now? I'll keep your words alive; everything that you no longer hold on to will be carried by those you influenced. The legacy you chose to let die can't, not as long as I'm still here. I just don't understand you at all.