My religion, is not your religion and even if we share the same umbrella, your rain is not my rain and even if we speak to gods of the same name, your conversation is not my conversation, and even though we share the same sunlight, your rainbow isn’t my rainbow, and even though we bleed red blood, your blood type is not my blood type and my injury is not your injury and if I’m not hurting you nor myself you really can go sit in a corner and think about why you can’t stand for anyone else to be happy.

From a PSA (stsathyre.tumblr.com)