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 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.
Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.
This is from Nigellica's Fanfiction porfile and I had read one of her wonderful fanfictions and she had her fanfiction page link put in her comments and I read this and decided to put it one a journal and it is totally true we should put a stop to homophobia.






REAL FRIENDS: Is the reason you have no food.
FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr / Mrs
REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM
FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry
REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you
FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back
REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget it's yours
FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you
REAL FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from
you
FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing
REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds butt that left you
FAKE FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door
REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say 'I'M HOME!'
FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile
REAL FRIENDS: Are for life
FAKE FRIENDS: Will talk bad to the person who talks bad about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Will knock the person out that talked bad about you
FAKE FRIENDS: Would ignore this
REAL FRIENDS: Will send this to all their real friends and hope to
get it back!
If you were killed today, I'm sorry I wouldn't be able to come to
your funeral, because I'd be in jail for killing the person who did
it.
First, I wanted to let you know that I love you to death & think
you are amazing!
Second, if I don't get this back I understand...
I have a game for you. Once you read this letter, you must send it to
14 people that you really care about, including the person that
sent it to you. If you receive at least 7 back then you are
luved
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So long as taylor kitsch is a drop dead sexy god, I promise I will [insert promise]...--> [link]
\^.^/ <--isn't it cute^^
REAL FRIENDS: Is the reason you have no food.
FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr / Mrs
REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM
FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry
REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you
FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back
REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget it's yours
FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you
REAL FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from
you
FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing
REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds butt that left you
FAKE FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door
REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say 'I'M HOME!'
FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile
REAL FRIENDS: Are for life
FAKE FRIENDS: Will talk bad to the person who talks bad about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Will knock the person out that talked bad about you
FAKE FRIENDS: Would ignore this
REAL FRIENDS: Will send this to all their real friends and hope to
get it back!
If you were killed today, I'm sorry I wouldn't be able to come to
your funeral, because I'd be in jail for killing the person who did
it.
First, I wanted to let you know that I love you to death & think
you are amazing!
Second, if I don't get this back I understand...
I have a game for you. Once you read this letter, you must send it to
14 people that you really care about, including the person that
sent it to you. If you receive at least 7 back then you are
luved
--
Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone.
Jessi(me)- AH! Game over! I lost!
Ana- Wait...game over means you loose...?
Member of L-Fanclub
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Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone.
Jessi(me)- AH! Game over! I lost!
Ana- Wait...game over means you loose...?
Member of L-Fanclub
LOVE NARUTO
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"It's monstrous labour when I wash my brain and it grows fouler." -- Octavius Caesar, on the subject of alcohol.
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"They're sad little people...but they are good at mending things." -- My mother, on the subject of men.
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Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone.
Jessi(me)- AH! Game over! I lost!
Ana- Wait...game over means you loose...?
Member of L-Fanclub
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