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I GOT RID OF THE PENGUIN. IT WAS DOING NOWT FOR ME ;O IT IS REPLACED WITH:MY OLD FAVOURITE ;D <333
I find that I am prone to immature attacks, and then I turn into this sensible person who is serious most of the time, and who most people suspect of being a non crazy person. >_<
I'm not crazy though. I just have strange outbursts x3.
I like lots of things: Fish and chips, sweets, A variation of music-
Linkin Park, Dolly Parton, Oasis, MCR, some Frank Sinatra (No idea why ;p), REM, Queen, The Beatles, The Fray, Bob Dylan...Eva Cassidy, Amy Winehouse (first album is especially amazing ;3 ) and some great songs and stuff that come to mind, or I love and play constantly for short amounts of time, and then get sick of them.
I like the rain. I love feeling carefree in it, and running about with nothing to worry about, and jumping in puddles, and not caring about your clothes getting wet. I love books. I love rasberry and cream ice cream. I love books. I love history; I love all of it. Theres so much to be learnt from it.
I'm a complete pessitmist. I wish I could be an optimist, but I'm a worrier through a through. Yeah well. Yeah n___n
I just feel like I wrote an altogether pretentious piece, but you know, what the hell. whee I sound pretentious just writing that, and old fashioned! Oh well. I'm rabbiting on. I'm going to shut up now.
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Well ~ waht I've had mostly heard in London was it pours out there consistently! mind as you get used to it
how are you doing? & the weather in London?
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 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 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.
Put this in your profile or something.
It's powerful stuff.
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