Love is a more painful form of suicide it kills everything that u are

Homophobia is wrong
-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.
-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 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 visit the children I bore, nursed & raised. The court says Im a bad mother because I live with another woman.
-I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow 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 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 boy who killed himself after his boyfriend died in an attack.
-I am the boy who faked sick because I was afraid to see what was written on my locker today.
-I am the boy who helped visciously attack his gay friend, because he didn't want his other friends to know that he had been seeing him.
-I am the boy who's afraid to look another boy in the eyes, because of what he might think.
-I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
-I am the girl who has to hide the fact she's bisexual for fear that she'll be criticized by the people she should trust the most: her parents
-I am the girl who ran away from home and had to become a prostute to survive life. Where Is My Acceptence?
-I am the boy who killed himself because he was afraid his dad would if he found out his secreted sexuality
-I am the boy who believed a man would give me love as a gay person when noone else would thats why i hide on the streets in fear of what will happen next. I Believed The Stories Of Love. Now Drugs Are All I Have To Hide From My Memories!
-I am the woman who quit her job because my work harassed me and my manager blamed me
-I am the boy who was kicked out of high school because the principal believed getting rid of me would stop the other boys from starting trouble and homophobia


I AM THE ONE WHO WILL STAND UP AND FIGHT .. ARE YOU?

POST THIS IF YOU BELIEVE HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG!

Against Abortion:
Month One.
Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs. I love the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it, I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your heart beat is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two
Mommy, today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me, you could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though. It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three
You know what Mommy, I'm a boy!! I hope that makes you happy. I always want you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad too, and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.

Month Four
Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes, and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five
You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six
I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven
Mommy, I am okay. I am in Jesus's arms. He is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never
see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak

If you're against abortion, post this

waking up in the hospital restrained to the bed fucking creepy ass shit i fucking hate it hospitals are fucking creepy places i hate them and needles and cops and nurses all found in hospitals HOSPITALS SUCK

ppl that think they're better then everyone else
racism
my exs (with a couple exceptions)
ppl that start shit
soap operas (especially real life ones)
not having smokes
fuck that shit
ArchDragon he is one of the stupidest most pathetic motherfucking perverted creepy old guys i have ever met
creepy pedofiles that need to get a life and stop harrassing a girl half their age for fuck sake grow up (ArchDragon)
child abusers they should all die

My name is Misty
I am but 3
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see.
I must ve stupid
I must be bad
what else could have made
my daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I werent ugly,
Then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me.
I cant speak at all
I cant do a wrong
or else I'm locked up
all the day long.
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks arent home
When my mommy does come
I'll try to be nice
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonite.
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
from Charlie's bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
against the wall
I try and hide
from his evil eyes
i'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words
He says it's my fault
that he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
and yells at me more.
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I start to bawl
He takes me and throws me
against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken
And my daddy continues
with more bad words spoken
"I'm sorry!" I scream
But now it's much too late
His face has been twisted
into unimaginable hate
the hurt and the pain
again and again
oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
and heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
sprawled on the floor,
My name is Misty
I am but 3,
Tonite my daddy murdered me.

A white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here."
The black man turned around and stood up. He then said:
"Listen sir....when I was born I was BLACK, "
"When I grew up I was BLACK, "
"When I'm sick I'm BLACK, "
"When I go in the sun I'm BLACK, "
"When I'm cold I'm BLACK, "
"When I die I'll be BLACK."
"But you sir."
"When you're born you're pink, "
"When you grow up you're white, "
"When you're sick, you're green, "
"When you go in the sun you turn red, "
"When you're cold you turn blue, "
"And when you die you turn purple."
"And you have the nerve to call me colored?"
The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away....

Put this on your page if you HATE racism
No Sex
By Limp Bizkit

Went too fast
way too soon.
I feel disgusted and you should to.
Its no good when all that's left is the sex.
The sex.

[Pre chorus]
sex has become all I know about you.
Memories of those filthy things we do.
There's not one single thought that is left
after sex with you

[chorus]
should've left my pants on this time,
but instead you had to let me dive right in.
should've left my pants on this time.
You let me dive right, you let me dive right in...
wait...
its my ass,
your perfume
that make my temptation hard to refuse.
So I guess
we undressed to have sex...
dirty sex.

[Pre chorus]

sex has become all I know about you.
Memories of those filthy things we do.
There's not one single thought that is left
after sex with you

[chorus]

should've left my pants on this time,
but instead you had to let me dive right in.
should've left my pants on this time.
You let me dive right, you let me dive right in...
How could you respect yourself
you couldn't respect yourself cuz
I didn't respect myself.
I couldn't infect myself with....
realize that I'm worth more than that
realize that I'm worth more than that
realize that I'm worth more than that
realize that I mean more than that!!

[chorus]

should've left my pants on this time,
but instead you had to let me dive right in.
should've left my pants on this time.
You let me dive right, you let me dive right in...