You can call me: Evie My real Name: Only my friends know! My Birthday: Get to know me and I will tell you... My Favorite Colors: Black, Green, Grey and Blood Red Status: Divorced mother Orientation: Bi-Sexual Religion: Christian Favourite Quote: I'm afraid that life as we know it is someone elses dream, and when the dreamer wakes up, I'll no longer exist. Wilson from Home Improvement "Walk w/ Me"....
I have a problem. I want to tell you about it. No, I really don’t. I’d rather keep it to myself- handle it alone. I do think it would be good for me to share it with you, though. But I don’t want to, because I’m afraid of what you’ll say and of how you’ll act.
I’m afraid you might feel sorry for me in a way that makes me feel pathetic. Like I’m some “poor thing.”
I’m afraid you’ll try to cheer me up. That you will give me words, or texts or prayers that tell me in a subtle way to stop feeling bad. If you do that I’ll feel worse (but hide it behind my obedient, cheerful smile). I’ll feel you don’t understand. I’ll feel that you are making light of my problem because you believe it can be brushed away with some brief words of cheer.
I’m afraid you’ll give me an answer. I’ve been wrestling with this problem for some time now. I have thought endless thoughts about it. Can you answer in half-minutes what I’ve struggled with for weeks?
Don’t belittle me.
I’m so afraid you might ignore my problem, talk quickly about other things, or tell me of your own problems.
I’m afraid too, that you might see me stronger than I do- not need you to listen and care. (It’s true I can get along alone, but shouldn’t.)
What I’d really like is if you would “just walk with me.” Listen as I begin in some blundering, clumsy way to break through my fearfulness of being exposed as weak. Hold my hand and pull me gently as I falter and begin to draw back, Say a word, make a motion or a sound that says, “I’m with you.” If you’ve been where I am tell me how you felt in a way that I can know you’re trying to walk with me.
Walk with me- don’t change me.
But I’m afraid. . . you’ll think I’m too weak to deserve respect and responsibility. . . you’ll explain what’s happening to me with labels and interpretation. . . or you’ll ask me, “What ya going to do about it?”
Please. Just walk with me. All those other things seem so much brighter and sharper- smarter and expert.
But what really takes love is to just walk with me. (taken from Being Withby Visser and Kok 1976)
So please find someone - either at school, church, friends, family friends -- share the letter "walk /w me" and that will give them guidance as you begin to share w/ them. If having an overbearing mother and a distant father, create a homosexual son, why am I straight? Man 1 Maybe you're in denial? Man 2 That would explain alot! Man 1
Why is it that most parents would rather their kids tell them that they killed someone than that they are homosexual? Evelyn Boyett
Most homophobes are just repressed homosexuals. Elliot from Law And Order Special Victims Unit
When she lowers her eyes she seems to hold all the beauty in the world between her eyelids; when she raises them I see only myself in her gaze. You can't type what a lesbian is. We're anything and everything. The one thing in common is that we make love to other women. So give up trying to limit us. Amanda Bearse.
We've spent years trying to conform to traditional believe that man should be with woman, constantly dancing around the fact that we were in love with eachother. But now I say lets jump in with both feet and let love be. Evelyn Boyett
Girls who put out are tramps. Girls who don't are ladies. This is, however, a rather archaic usage of the word. Should one of you boys happen upon a girl who doesn't put out, do not jump to the conclusion that you have found a lady. What you have probably found is a Lesbian.
Maybe I was just meant to be a lesbian. Melissa Collins
I don't like the terms "housewife" and "homemaker" I prefer to be called "Domestic Goddess".... it's more descriptive. Roseanne Barr
Women know that the best things in life are free. Caring, loving, understanding, supporting and comforting. All the things they give daily, continually, without asking for anything in return.
As long as society is anti-gay, then it will seem like being gay is anti-social.
Homophobia is a social disease. If homosexuality is a disease, let's all call in queer to work: "Hello. Can't work today, still queer." Robin Tyler
If male homosexuals are called "gay," then female homosexuals should be called "ecstatic." If time and space are curved, where do all of the straight people come from? Author Unknown
Why did we beat around the bush for so damned long? Melissa Collins
I'm not a lesbian but my girlfriend is.
It always seemed to me a bit pointless to disapprove of homosexuality. It's like disapproving of rain.
I've wondered what my sexuality might be, but I've never wondered whether it was acceptable or not. Anyway, who really cares whether I'm gay or straight?" Let's get one thing straight, I'm not. Bumper sticker
I am who I am, I am a woman, and I am a lesbian, and the men who want me better get over it, they have no chance. Evelyn Boyett My lesbianism is an act of Christian charity. All those women out there praying for a man, and I'm giving them my share. Rita Mae Brown
My mother took me to a psychiatrist when I was fifteen because she thought I was a latent homosexual. There was nothing latent about it.
No one CHOOSES homosexuality. Do you think that we would purposly choose to be this way knowing that in turn we would be beaten up, shunned or killed? Evelyn Boyett
My own belief is that there is hardly anyone whose sexual life, if it were broadcast, would not fill the world at large with surprise and horror.
Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life; define yourself.
One should no more deplore homosexuality than left-handedness.
Soldiers who are not afraid of guns, bombs, capture, torture or death say they are afraid of homosexuals. Clearly we should not be used as soldiers; we should be used as weapons.
That word "lesbian" sounds like a disease. And straight men know because they're sure that they're the cure.
The next time someone asks you, "Hey, howdja get to be a homosexual anyway?" tell them, "Homosexuals are chosen first on talent, then interview... then the swimsuit and evening gown competition pretty much gets rid of the rest of them."
The one bonus of not lifting the ban on gays in the military is that the next time the government mandates a draft we can all declare homosexuality instead of running off to Canada.
There's this illusion that homosexuals have sex and heterosexuals fall in love. That's completely untrue. Everybody wants to be loved.
War. Rape. Murder. Poverty. Equal rights for gays. Guess which one the Southern Baptist Convention is protesting?
We love men. We just don't want to see them naked.
What are you trying to protect heterosexual marriages from? There isn't a limited amount of love in Iowa. It isn't a non-renewable resource. If Amy and Barbara or Mike and Steve love each other, it doesn't mean that John and Mary can't.
While many minority groups are the target for prejudice... and discrimination... in our society, few persons face this hostility without the support and acceptance of their family as do many gay, lesbian, and bisexual youth.
Why can't they have gay people in the army? Personally, I think they are just afraid of a thousand guys with M16s going, "Who'd you call a faggot?"
Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?
You could move. You'll never find peace of mind until you listen to your heart. George Michael
Our homosexuality doesn't affect you personally so why do you care if we get married. Evelyn Boyett
Poetry is written by souls which speaks to our hearts; thus the basis of it's appeal... Evelyn Boyett
I found these on a friends blog on myspace.com. A few are mine... I am the mother who almost lost custody of her son, because I am in love with another woman. But guess what, I stood up and won! 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. I am the girl who hugs her lesbian best friend and smiles at her astonishment.
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 trans gendered 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 making a difference. Hate will NOT win. 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. I am the daughter who cries herself to sleep because my parents think I am a freak for being what I am... I am the boy that Dares to be myself and not worry what others think. I am also the boy that probably won't make it past 25. I am the boy who jumped into telling my parents I am gay because I want to live my life to the fullest instead of in secret. Repost this if you believe homophobia is wrong, and feel free to add your own line in my author comments, and if you want me to I will put it in here. Save the hate mail for someone who cares, I know I am different, and probably crazy, but I am happy and that is all that matters.
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Girl: Slow down. I’m scared.
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No, it’s not. Please, it’s too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
*Girl hugs him*
Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? It’s bugging me.
(In the paper the next day)
A motorcycle crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it, but only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn’t want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.
If you would ever do this for someone....then post this on your page asap!!
I love to write. (DUH!)
I love parties that involve costumes.
I love to paint myself um in hot pink, black, neon green and red.
I hate it when people try to put a lable on me (So what if I wear black, swear alot, and ACTUALLY LIKE MYSELF!!!
My favourite coulors; as you can probably tell by previous statements are, black, neon green, hot pink, and blood red.
I am a cutter.
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The best, most sensual, and erotic dream I have ever had was about my boyfriend...It was on our honey-moon... This is how it went...1
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