Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines,
He wrote a poem
and he called it "Chops"
Because that’s what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
And a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
And read it to all his aunts.
That was the first year Father Tracy
Took all the kids to the zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
With tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's
And he had to ask his father what the X's meant
and his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it.

Once on a piece of paper with blur lines,
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"
Because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
And asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
Because of it's new paint
And the kids told him
That Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes.
That was the year his sister got glasses
With thick lenses and black frames,
And the girl around the corner laughed.
When he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why.
His mother and father kissed a lot
And his father never tucked him into bed at night
And his father got mad
When he cried for him to do it.

Once on a paper torn from his notebook
He wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
Because that was the question about his girl
And that's what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A
And a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
Because he never shower her.
That was the year Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
Of the apostle's creed went
And he caught his sister
Making out on the back porch.
And his mother and father never kissed
Or even talked
And the girl around the corner
Wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
But he kissed her anyways
Because that was the thing to do
And at three A.M he tucked himself into bed
His father snoring soundly.

That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
He tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
And a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
Because this time he didn’t think
He could reach the kitchen.

Name: Just call me GunslingerLovely
Age: 18
Sex: Female
Interests: Music, Anime, Manga, Vampires, um a shitload of other crap
occupation: N/A
Favorite bands: Disturbed,Linkin' Park,Avenged Sevenfold
favourite Book: Sherlock Homes,Twilight series, the perks of being a wall flower, Infinity
Favorite place in the world: CANADA! heellllzz yeh
Sign: Aris
Favorite show: Criminal Minds, Kyle XY, Dexter
Favorite anime show: Ghost in the shell, WHR, you're under arrest, Full Metal Panic!
Favorite Manga: Loveless, Yellow~YAOI BABY!~
Favorite movie: Broken down Palace, interview with a vampire, A Tale Of Two sisters
Quote: 'life has no meaning except the impact it has on others'


Please, repost this in support of your friends and loved ones who are. Love is not defined by color, creed, sexual preference, or gender. Feel free to add your own story to the end.

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 boy who never finished high school, because I got called a f** everyday

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the one 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 not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply 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 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 person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn't 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 a warrior for my country serving proud, but can't be my true self because gays aren't allowed in the military.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.

I am the who isn't sure what she is. I am the who is rejected by her "best friends" because of a less-than-conventional crush.

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 girl who tried to kill herself, because she couldnt stand the bulling"

This is the girl. Alex Jones, when her class mates found out she was bisexual and had a girlfriend, they beat and bullied her untill she had to move away, she know keeps her sexuality a secret because shes so afraid

I am the girl that everyone talks about behind my back because they are shooked that I am lesbian. I am the girl that lost friends becuase I was lesbian



Please, repost this in support of your friends and loved ones who are. Love is not defined by color, creed, sexual preference, or gender!


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Gunslinger Lovely~Journal in the works

I probably will just write about random things or more or less when i'm upset and angry.



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Report | 10/16/2011 12:18 pm


ya, you're probably right.

I can't wait for AN next year!! ARGHAHLGBLARGH! dramallama rofl xd 3nodding blaugh whee

Report | 10/13/2011 10:26 am


Not much. At school.

School computers are LAGGY! D:

I'm currently looking for fox ears and a tail. I don't know whether I should explore the depths of the city or just order them online...

Report | 10/12/2011 6:07 pm



Report | 10/02/2011 6:29 pm


red I guess

Report | 10/02/2011 6:18 pm


? what do you mean? ninja

Report | 05/22/2011 9:26 am


Yeah, I'm staying for AN. I'm only going on the 28th though, but at least I'll still get to see you! biggrin I can't wait to see your cosplay. whee

Report | 05/22/2011 7:40 am


crying i miss our RP...it went on without us! oh well....I'm a patient kind of gal so I'll wait until you can sort out your life. I hope it gets better soon though.

Report | 05/09/2011 6:18 pm


Hey! I changed my AN costume to Alice in Wonderland. It's one of the Fanplusfriend dresses.

Report | 05/01/2011 7:39 am


When are you comming back gunslinnger sad
I miss you crying

Report | 04/18/2011 12:48 pm


surprised teh red items, they intrigue me..~ heart