“You…You…Republican!”

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One day he asked me to have sex with him in a back room of a goth club while others were watching. No thank you. It put a damper on the evening and in his drunken, angry, disappointed rage he started telling me how conservative I was, that I wasn’t who he thought I was…. and that I might as well have been a Republican and voted for Bush!

— Melanie

Aftermath: We broke up. Calling me a Republican was about all I could stand.

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