Seriously, I love my gays. They accept me, and I accept them. Imperfections and all, we accept each other.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I accept people for who they are and love them. That doesn't mean I have to agree or that I have to turn my back on the tenets of my faith and reject the tenets of my faith when it comes to homosexuality.
I respect every gay man and woman. They're that way, and they just want to be happy.
I am a huge fan of gays. They love me, and I love them. They think of me as sort of a gay icon.
Gays are some of the nicest, kindest, most loving people in the world.
I'm fine with gays. I have nothing against gays.
I have so many gay friends that I love.
I deal with a lot of wonderful gay people. I hire a lot of them. I use a lot of them. I respect them. They're terrific. I am good friends with them. But you live your life the way you want to live, and I'll live mine, and I won't stick my nose in yours.
I've fallen for straight men, I've fallen for gay men, I've fallen for straight women and gay women. I really have. I had crushes on really every single kind of person in the world.
I define my sexuality in terms of the people that I love.
I'm straight. I. Love. Men. I love men.