Im on my way to the top, I can have it all but theres really one thing I want.



BFF lolz btw thats best fucking friends lolz

This is for you, Eric. Countless time I've done this but I can't stop doing it. I hope you like what you're about to read. I know this won't change the outcome of I want....

He's changing..Can't say for the better nor the worst. Just adapting to the cruel world. One he loved, screwed him over, now seeing through that person and the lies. He's also in love with someone of great distance apart. I stand by his side, wanting happiness for him. As I'm going through countless battle of mind and heart, figuring out what I want, bet he as well is too. Each quarrel resolves to the same solution, to him. The fight of Lust points to another direction but all victorious wins before conquered that insignificant defeat. Though time with him, a great amount I get, I'm always wanting more. We're best friends, tis a line he's doesn't cross. One which I want him to do. For I want a person to love and be together with whom I can call him or her my best friend as well. As my pessimism tells me to quit and get over him, my heart as it's pumping triumphantly, disagrees also refuses to. Thinking, pondering for countless hours, till all energy is drain and I fall to sleep, I dream of him. Severed hope can replenish, shred then restore as the cycle keeps going for all things in the world. But mostly and especially for love. Mistakes, flaws and past history doesn't want to me, simply wanting he and I to be. A line I composed and told you, here it is again: Your eyes, your face and your presence in grace. For it all, I'll do absolutely whatever it takes.

-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
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