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I&rsquo.m not a good man. I&rsquo.m not a bad man. But I&rsquo.ve made some bad mistakes, made the wrong choices. Who hasn&rsquo.t? But the consequences are tearing us apart. I love two people. I love them differently. The world tells me I have to choose. Why? Why do I have to choose? Loving hurts. Dancing heals. Love makes you soar, makes you fly and sets you free&mdash.and then it lets you freefall until you&rsquo.re smashed and bleeding on the ground. Ultimately, love is the worst thing that can happen to a human being. In my opinion. I love two people. I love them differently. One is a man. One is a woman. And they are brother and sister.