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Only one favor i must ask: don't be mean.. My JJ just managed to talk me into giving this site a shot even though I've never let anyone read ANY of my stories..sniffle i'm scared..

btw..please read review if you will..as i've said, i'm very new at this and would love a bit of feed back just to know if i really do suck at writting..

only thing you need to know about me is that i'm dark, a little crazy and i have epic mood swings that kinda show in my stories..i'm not likeable unless i'm trying to be and i speak my mind no matter what or to whom, though, most people always seem to think i'm only being sarcastic; what they don't realize is my sarcasm is just a funnier way of saying what's really on my mind..plus i never take anything seriously..even when i'm being mean, it's all in good fun as far as i'm concerned..

I don't know what kind of stories I'll write..if some will be long or if ima stick with short stories..it all depends..we shall see together, yeah..?

have any questions and your not afraid to ask, you can email me, if you want, at: come, come now don't be shy..but if you hurt my feelings i'll hunt you down and throw you in a tank of man eating goldfish!! Good day to you Sirs and Madams!!!

PS: i write very randomly..usually it's a vivid dream i had had that night so it wont make a whole lot of sense..

PSS: all of my stories will be rated M just to be safe since i'm not sure where exactly my head will go at any given time..

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 believe homophobia is wrong and arent afraid to admit it!!!

I am the guy who came out to the entire school in his senior speech and got a standing ovation for his courage.

I am the girl who kisses her girlfriend on the sidewalk and laughs at those who glare.

We are the couple who planned and studied and got a damn good lawyer and BEAT the state that wanted to take our child away.

We are the ones who took martial arts classes and carry pepper spray and are just too dangerous to gay bash.

I am the transgender person who uses the bathroom that suits me, and demands that any complaining staff explain their complaint to my face in front of the entire restaurant--and shares with my other trans friends which restaurants don't raise a stink.

I am the mother who told her lesbian daughter to invite her girlfriend over for dinner.

I am the father who punished his son for calling you a fag.

I am the preacher who told my congregation that love, not hate, is the definition of a true follower of God.

I am the girl who did not learn the meaning of "homosexual" until high school but never thought to question why two men might be kissing.

I am the woman who argues (quite loudly and vehemently) with the bigots who insist that you do not have the right to marry or raise children.

We are the high school class who agrees, unanimously, along with our teacher, that love should be all that matters.

I am the child who was raised going to gay marriages and civil unions, becuase my parents never taught me to hate.

I am making a difference. Hate will not win if we do not let it (..if people wont listen to words then we can always resort to using baseball bats XD..). If you agree, repost this.

Fav. quotes...cuz i like quotes..bite me..DX

People often wonder why i'm so fascinated, sympathetic, and loving toward monsters. Well, the answer is simple. Because i am one.

Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway.

"I am convinced that it is not the fear of death, of our lives ending that haunts our sleep so much as the fear... that as far as the world is concerned, we might as well never have lived."

"I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the ordeal of meeting me is another matter."Winston Churchill quotes

"I'd much rather be hated for who I am, then loved for who I'm not."

The graveyards in my visions mirror the pain of my flawed desires.
-Z. Hazel Ballantine

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