this sucks found out that I won't be able to get my new place, life sucks when you really want something

getting a new place yay mes, will have to sleep on the floor tonight but i will be okies. after i wake up i will need a hell of a back rub, but i will be fine.

got sun burnt today while swimming

jsut going through some bs with my mom right now

am in denver right now and never want to go back to south dakota for i hate it there and my mom is a total bitch

the art of staying alive is not so great as the art of living

I fell into darkness I fell without pride, I thought I would die. The darkness grabbed at my faith and tore at my soul so much that I thought that darkness would devour me whole.

i hope that dorn is not mad at me if he is i am sorry

the cold and dark are creeping up on me but they never are really truly deep

It was very cold and icy today and I almost slipped but I did not

running but no where to go waiting for someone to help but there is not a soul.

so much time and only a little to do what is there that I can do

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.