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R.I.P Simon Walton
22 August 1990 - 5 August 2007
♥ You're our Simba forever. ♥





"And I'm not sure what the trouble was that started all of this
The reasons all have run away, but the feeling never did
It's not something I would recommend, but it is one way to live
Cause what is simple in the moonlight by the morning never is"




"We're pretty much the same, Except you have boobs, and I don't. And I have a penis and you don't"



I adapt my personality to my mood, which changes constantly. This is unintentional, but it's because of that I cannot tell you much about me here, because it'll be discounted in about five minutes.

So enjoy your stay.




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Inside
by Jackie Kay

Inside I'd say, don't please.
Grit my teeth. Bite the pillow.
You pulled me to the place
where everything went numb, hollow.
I'd lose my voice.
Grit my teeth, bite the pillow.
Inside I'd say, don't please.
High on the wall, I'd watch your shadow
turn against me - shape of a storm.
My own heart, broken like bones.
I'd wish at night for tomorrow
when I might wash you away and sorrow
would leave me alone, alone.
Nothing washed you away.
You, underneath my skin.
That smell, that voice, that hollow.
My own heart, broken like bones.



-----///\\-----Please
----///-\\\----Put This
---|||---|||---On Your
---|||---|||---page If
---|||---|||---You Know
----\\\-///----Someone
-----\\///-----Who Died
------///\-----Of
-----///\\\----Cancer




"Know what's weird? Day by day, nothing seems to change, but pretty soon...everything's different." - Calvin and Hobbes





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"I've gotten used to ignoring them and I think, as a result, they've kind of given up on me. I think that's what it's like with all our dreams and our nightmares. We've got to keep feeding them for them to stay alive." - A Beautiful Mind





HOMOPHBIA 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.








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Something to learn for life:
"Aim for success, never perfection.
Never give up your right to be wrong,
because you will lose the ability
to learn new things
and move forward with your life."
Dr David M Burns







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"This is another one of them onion things, isn't it?"




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Give Me Strength
Written & performed by Dido


Sitting in the rain alone;
Looking at a place that's gone,
Boarding up my memories.
But something's drawn me here again,
And I cannot leave the past alone.

I hoped that I would never find
All the shit I left behind.
Now I find the child in me
Is going to remind me
That I can't forget my past for long.

So take a look outside yourself and tell me what you see.
I can't believe that you won't see the change in me.

Give me strength to fight
The road that's lost in me.
Give me time to heal,
And build myself a dream.
And give me eyes to see
The world surrounding me.
And give me strength to be...
Only me.

I don't wanna hear the things
You say you know all you've redeemed.
Cuz I can't change what's come before.
I built myself some better dreams
And cast off the fear that's held me here.

So take a look outside yourself and tell me what you see.
'Cause I can't believe that you won't see the change in me

Give me strength to fight
The road that's lost in me.
Give me time to heal,
And build myself a dream.
And give me eyes to see
The world surrounding me.
And give me strength.....
To be
Only me.





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