Originally Posted by Lena
There was this new girl who came running over to me in the dressing room because she'd heard I was a lesbian and "God made man and women to go together, you can tell cause penis' fit in vaginas, and you're going to hell!" I told her that I didn't believe in hell, and she was just like, "oh." I should have left it there, but I'm a bitch sometimes. So I said, "dancing must be hard for you, with all this sinning" and she burst into tears. Apparently all the sinning was hard for her, and she was so glad someone finally understands, cause her ex-husband/boyfriend who makes her do this doesn't understand. Oookay. Then she starts telling me about God, and the Angels. She needs the Angels, cause she hears voices and sees things that aren't real, and she's supposed to take medication for being schizophrenic, but schizpohrenia is a gift from God so she can't take the drugs, and the Angels help her know whats real and what isn't.
The scary thing is she lasted a couple months.