The End of a Season...

I can't really think of anything to say at the moment. What I just saw is enough to make anyone crazy. I'm sitting here at this exact moment crying my eyes out at the moment because I just finished watching the entire first season of Queer As Folk, and the ending was soo crazy. Without warning, without reason, and without mercy, some bastard, some motherfucking piece of shit bully that had been making fun of Justin the entire season for no reason, and even asked him for a sexual favor, turned around at the Prom, the very last night on the schoolgrounds, and when he had finished leading Brian away from the crowd and to the car, Justin was going away as happy as ever for the fact that Brian came to the Prom, and wowed everyone, and the moment, that he went away, this fool came up behind him with a baseball bat and bashed his fucking brains out all over the floor. He was lying in a pool of blood bleeding to death, and there was nothing Brian could do about it. The thing I can't possibly understand is: How could someone hate something so much that they will attempt to kill you to get revenge? Justin didn't physically do anything to that guy, he only hurt his pride when he was in front of everyone. I think what really hurts the most, what hurts deep inside is the realization that it could be anyone. It could be Kevin, CJ, Troy, Michael, Hakeem, Jerome, Kevin or me. It could anyone of us. It could be me lying in that pool of blood staying up at this person that just broke my skull simply because I don't like him. How could anyone do that? How could they get away with it? I would simply die if I found out that anyone had suddenly killed Kevin and left him lying in a pool of blood. Why does everyone fucking care? What business is it of yours that I might suck cock, or eat pussy? Who GIVES A FUCK? Why would you do something like that to anyone? You're not living their life! You shouldn't care about what to anyone but you! I am sick and tired of everyone blaming me and the others around here because they're so fucking boring! I don't care that I'm not mainstream like everyone else. I don't care that you don't like what I do. And I don't care that you don't like who I'm fucking, if it's anyone. The entire purpose is to be who you are. I think that this show has done more for me in the course of a week that any therapist could have done. I think that by watching the show and getting to know the characters intimately, and feeling their heart, and watching their love and their hatred, feeling every moment of everyday that they're on the screen, you feel like you're a cast member. You feel like you're the one privleged enough to be in everyone's thoughts at all times, and they really make you feel like you're family. And that of course, is what makes the truth so utterly painful. I think that anyone who is gay deserves a chance to be who they are, and I don't think anyone who's not feeling what they are, is entitled to their personal opinion as to why they feel that way. And I also think that anyone who is gay and who has seen the series finale would feel just the same way as I do at this moment. The raw emotion for absolutely no reason. It just didn't make sense. And then to see Brian's face afterwards, was killer. This man who supposedly doesn't give a shit about anyone, who didn't even cry a tear when his father died, was ballawing his eyes out covered in blood. It was just wrong. There's just no other way to describe it. Just plain wrong. And I know the series is planned, and I know they put it up there for the shock value and all, but the unlying fact to the entire situation is that it could be anyone of us. And worst of all, it could be me.