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

Repost this if you think homophobia is wrong.

Been a while since I did this

When you have nothing else to do

I don't wanna sit on this, even as a woman!

I've got a new dog a few weeks ago, a dachshund

And after 2 years with the same damn hairdo I have finally changed to a newer look

Me before

Me after

is not what it's in big letters, but in the fineprint

I've reached a new level! Now I'm at Level 22!

And I desided not to fix the links, too much work and not knowing where the picture are suppouse to go, I'm just leaving them as they are. Have fixed those that where on the frontpage, my personal picture and my banner. That's it!

Gonna go to bed now.

Good night all!

No really! I am!

How the hell could I not remember this when I started to re-arrange my Photbucket account!
All my links have now been broken and I have 2 choices, leave them as they are, or fix it. But I have no frikking clue what pics go where!

There are only 2 I know of that I did recently... Yea

As I said. I. Am. A. Freaking. Genious!

As Hell!

*grumbles over her idioticy*

*Leaves to try and fix links*