Living a lie, is living a life at all. Don't tell someone that they are worthless to you, when you can't stop thinking about them...
About me:
My name is DJ, I'm fresly 21 and enjoying it. Lol. I'm still going strong on getting things on track. I tend to think a lot, and that is usually a problem and it makes me restless and I don't sleep much, only till I can't keep my eyes open any longer.
I write to keep my mind in check; sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. But I try as hard as I can to do things right and be the person I am. Though it may get me hurt, I'm still the way I am. I try to open up to others but it's hard and through my poetry is when I let everything out and make myself helpless to others. I like to know people's true opinions on my writing, tell me the truth, that's all I want to hear
IMs:
MSN: davajean@live.com
AIM: ohlookaunicorn18/bleedingout420
Quotes That I say:
†Kill A Cake, Not Yourself!(Good times...)
†Obey The Pants!(This one amuses me)
†I can only pretend what we had wasn't real. I can only pretend, that you never came into my life. I can only pretend, that I'm not in love with you.
†I like to write
†Don't hate me because I'm not you.
†My personality changes to match others
†My laugh changes as much as I change my underwear.
†I try and pretend I don't care, but in the end I always do.
†I get tired of people asking me if I'm alright, only a select few I will allow.
†People don't see me, I'm invisible to them, but I don't mind. I hate attention.
†And you can't forget... Kenny just totally rocks my world.. Like.. you have no idea.
†I just don't understand how everything is alright. I see you laughing and smiling when I know that inside you're breaking. The tears are falling, but you let no one to see. Just give me a break baby, and I'll save your world.
†Come on baby, make me happy; even if it's for a few hours. Look into my eyes, and happily lie to me, so I know that we will always be together.
†I try very hard, and each time i fail but that doesn't stop me from trying again though.
†Never will you see the the tears fall for you. Never will you see how much I've been hurt.
†You may think you know me. But ask yourself, do you really? Do you know every time I've cried? Everytime I felt like slipping once again?
†You there, tell me your dreams and your life goals and I'll tell you the world, I'll tell you everything you need to know.
†I have a secret, can you guess what it is?
†I feel left out when everybody is too busy being happy. I stand in the middle of the room, silently screaming on the top of my lungs
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.
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 in your journal if you believe homophobia is wrong.
About me:
My name is DJ, I'm fresly 21 and enjoying it. Lol. I'm still going strong on getting things on track. I tend to think a lot, and that is usually a problem and it makes me restless and I don't sleep much, only till I can't keep my eyes open any longer.
I write to keep my mind in check; sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. But I try as hard as I can to do things right and be the person I am. Though it may get me hurt, I'm still the way I am. I try to open up to others but it's hard and through my poetry is when I let everything out and make myself helpless to others. I like to know people's true opinions on my writing, tell me the truth, that's all I want to hear
IMs:
MSN: davajean@live.com
AIM: ohlookaunicorn18/bleedingout420
Quotes That I say:
†Kill A Cake, Not Yourself!(Good times...)
†Obey The Pants!(This one amuses me)
†I can only pretend what we had wasn't real. I can only pretend, that you never came into my life. I can only pretend, that I'm not in love with you.
†I like to write
†Don't hate me because I'm not you.
†My personality changes to match others
†My laugh changes as much as I change my underwear.
†I try and pretend I don't care, but in the end I always do.
†I get tired of people asking me if I'm alright, only a select few I will allow.
†People don't see me, I'm invisible to them, but I don't mind. I hate attention.
†And you can't forget... Kenny just totally rocks my world.. Like.. you have no idea.
†I just don't understand how everything is alright. I see you laughing and smiling when I know that inside you're breaking. The tears are falling, but you let no one to see. Just give me a break baby, and I'll save your world.
†Come on baby, make me happy; even if it's for a few hours. Look into my eyes, and happily lie to me, so I know that we will always be together.
†I try very hard, and each time i fail but that doesn't stop me from trying again though.
†Never will you see the the tears fall for you. Never will you see how much I've been hurt.
†You may think you know me. But ask yourself, do you really? Do you know every time I've cried? Everytime I felt like slipping once again?
†You there, tell me your dreams and your life goals and I'll tell you the world, I'll tell you everything you need to know.
†I have a secret, can you guess what it is?
†I feel left out when everybody is too busy being happy. I stand in the middle of the room, silently screaming on the top of my lungs
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.
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 in your journal if you believe homophobia is wrong.
- Last seen 1 day ago. Member since January 14, 2004.
- I'm a pyrite eye poet for 1,082 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "Let the tears fall, let your soul show.".
- I am a 21 year old woman from Oregon (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm Goes to school, volunteer for the humane society..
- Visit my homepage at www.myspace.com/loveless_until_death
- I have 1,082 comments, 2 contests, 298 poems, 6 stories
Poems I'm focused on
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My feelings grow
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The guilt boils my blood. The knowledge of what I've done
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Rhetorical / unheard / left in the dark / see me? / no / yes / what? / there is another way / or is there? / nothing stops / always around
My Poetry
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The world is a cold and lonely place,
but with you by my side,
My Stories
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Kizzy looks all around her, seeing that everybody isn’t here yet, but the big boys are, Wade’s second and third are here, along with their mates. The second in command, Hardy, who‘s six foot and three inches with blonde hair2492 lines, October 28. In 2000-5000 words
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Kizzy lays in bed as the sun through her window shines on her. She covers her head with the cover trying to block out the light, but it doesn’t exactly work as well as she thought it would. She swings her legs over her bed an
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Kizzy parks in a parking lot that nobody remembers where it is, she gets out of the car, strips down, and then change into a wolf. For a fe2053 lines, June 27. In 2000-5000 words
My journal entries
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I know it's been a few months, but... i am working on chapter 4. I'm still trying to play with things in my head and what i want to add or don't want to had, quite yet. things are coming along though for miss Kizzy. and, I'm hoping it'll all turn out nicely. This is the farthest i got with a story, so.. Be patient. LOctober 25, 100 words. → 2 comments, Add one?
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Til the Day I Die : hey on July 20, 2008thanks for the comment on my poem and i love your page lol what up?
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Violent Glass on April 2, 2008hey thanx for the comment i must say i like what you said about how your poetry is an escape mine is too
can't wait to read your poems
here i go -
The Dashing Atheist on July 8, 2006dava....
just kidding hi dj cool name by the way just randomely felt like saying hi -
Sum1sDreamer on April 20, 2006i do indeed have msn it's lilchickie11@hotmail.com add me sometime and we'll catch up =)
