Last Login: 12/04/2013 5:48 pm
Location: over the rainbow
I have no clue what I'll be writing, so you'll hafta read it to find out, sorry. I can tell you about myself though. um....I like to write original stories and fanfictions, so if you are reading this and have the same intrest or want to know about it
Careful, I bite
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away
from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I
wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me
in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able
to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore,
nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now
live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow
suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is
also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better
person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
I am the girl who watches my best friend struggle every day through harassment simply because she is bisexual.
I am the Youth Worker that sees hundreds of kids thrown out of home because they were honest with their families.
I am the girl that struggles to get up in the morning because school is so cruel to me.
I am the footballer scared to come out because I might lose my contract.
I am the boy that always wanted a Barbie, but no one would let me have one.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most: love.
I am the woman that wants to join the army, but my family wont let me because I would look like a dyke.
I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I’m a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.
I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to “teach me a lesson”.
I am the bisexual whose friends don't want her to go to a movie with them because there'll be a homophobe there, and they don't want him to get mad at them for inviting me.
We are all around you.
We are the millions that want the hate to end.
~I don't know the original author but it's not me!
I will add though:
I'm the boy that killed himself because my father would rather have a dead son than one that's gay.
Help me look like this - - >
tee-hee I stole him
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