Tuesday, February 26, 2008


I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday

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 not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

I am the man who fears that I will never be able to be myself, to be free of this secret because I won’t risk loosing my family and friends.

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 woman who died when the EMTs 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 didnt 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 ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.

I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to “teach me a lesson”


Sunday, February 24, 2008

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85% Compatible

♥ Macrise and Rhon have been romantically-together for awhile now, indicating a degree of compatibility. Similar personality descriptions are a plus. Their shared faith will help form a bond between them. The fact that Rhon smokes could be an issue. They both abstain from drinking, so that helps compatibility. The fact that the two hold different political beliefs may be a sore spot. And a mismatch in athleticism could decrease compatibility. Their astrological signs are in harmony, though, which is a plus. They share a favorite season, and that is good. And their views on children are similar. The fact that both Macrise and Rhon are rather dominant reduces compatibility, since opposites in this area attract. Overall, Macrise and Rhon are highly compatible. They are capable of having a beautiful relationship together. ♥

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oh yeah baby!!!


i know it's cheesy, but i dont care.

And to those who are opposing to this relationship,

You can all just kiss my big fat ass!


I love you PANGET!!!

ur mine baby!

i love you!


go ahead and tell this to your mom, bitch.

i'm not afraid.

im gonna kick your lard ass!

Friday, February 15, 2008


Have you ever felt that almost feeling?

Being deprived of something for too long,

And then suddenly,

It's handed to you in an almost silver platter.

At first you hesitate, thinking it might not be for real.

But it convinced you so much that it is for real...

So you stare at it hungrily and with anticipation.

You remember supressing all the urges that you have for so long.

You remember how hard it was for you to ignore it, no matter how strong those urges were.

And with something as big as what is being offered, you're sure you'll get more than enough.

You dont even care if how you'll get it is wrong, just as long as you get it.

So as you start to reach for that big thing...


It's yanked right out of your face.


I was so furstrated by that.

But I've learned to let go and let live.

But still,

I kinda long for that uhhhhmmm.


On another story,

I got all giddy with what happened today.

I had a crappy valentines, but I guess the gods had mercy on me.

Was jackpot with my coffee prince.


I really have a crush on "SIYA".


I wont tell the details, I like to keep it to myself.



I missed writing in my blog.

I havent done it in a long time.

I realized the rat doesnt have the balls to face me.

I gave it a chance,

But the damn thing was butt-scared.


That's all for now...


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2nd Number:
It\\\'s VERY OBVIOUS and BORING... but disarranged...
3rd Number:
They are always in default pin code numbers... Now if you don\\\'t get this you\\\'re not only stupid... you\\\'re clueless... HAHA. Peace mehn.
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