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some ppl call my miss random, some call me crazy... you can call me watever you want ill probably agree with you either way....

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hey wats up i live in wisconson.woo hoo fun lol not really.
i love to write and read poetry its my passion. i also love to write music and listen to music... thats all i pretty much do is listen to music.. i listen to all differnt types.. alternative the most, rock, rap/hip hop, oldies some country..ect. ow and i love BOB MARLY... i'm a huge fan..lol and i love ICP (insane clown posse)
but when i'm writing music its mostly alternative and hip hopish lol
purples my fav. color along with black and lime green
i feel pain for others as well as myself if anyone just wants to talk i'm here
i'm always there for my friends
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HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG!!!

HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG
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I am the girl who is afraid to explore how she feels

I am the guy who came out to the entire school in his senior speech and got a standing obation 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 gaybash.

I am the transgendered 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 didnt 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.

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i'm use to rejection so it doesnt bother me anymore
i have weird feelings for someone iv never meet in person
my life isnt fun i pretty much dont have a life when i'm on here i feel like i can let all my problems fly away!
i just wish someone would notice me in life. i can be in a room ful of people and it feels liek no ones there. wether i'm having a conversation with someone or not i still feel so alone...
the lonleyness is killing me inside, its eating away my soul.

S- Smile
O- open posture
F- forward lean
T- Touch
E- eye contact
N- Nod

if your in love and they dont know it
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i'm very emotional to so i try to stay away from situations that well make me upset
but it never works i always end up deppressed and crying in the end...

i'v always just wanted to get away. i hate my life the only time i'm happy is when i'm on here ap. expecually when i'm chatting with my friend hes the only person that makes me laugh so hard i cry. he gets me. not of people get me. i'm fun caring understanding emotional and i love that he understands that.
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-PLEASE READ THIS-

My name is Sarah.
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen.
I cannot see,
I must be stupid.
I must be bad,
What else could have made
my daddy so mad?
I wish I were better.
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy would
still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all.
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
all the day long
When I wake I'm all alone
the house is dark
My folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight!
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car.
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls.
I press myself
Against the wall.
I try and hide
From his evil eyes.
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry.
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate.
The hurt and the pain
Again and again.
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor.
My name is Sarah
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy murdered me.

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