I am UBER sorry for not being here lately ... if i haven't commented on any of your work (if i usually do) it's because i haven't been on DA in like the LONGEST time.

So I guess I should start updating more often ... so yeah ...

On the otherhand it was my BIRTHDAY the other day ... it was fun! I was so excited to have all of my freinds there to celebrate with me! ♥

Yeah ... my computer has officially ... well actually it just has a shitload of viruses on it so ill probably not be on for a while ... so if you care about me at all and you actually read this ... then yeah .. there's my explanaition ...

On the other hand me and Kyla might actually start our comic soon ... and yeah you shall be informed once we actually do it .. (to be honest i haven't really done a lot ... but like im hella bad at drawing .. ) OH YEAH!! and thank you Josh for helping us ... WE WUV YOU (steals spleen)

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Something to consider...

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 woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual. (yes, this actually happened)

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 person ashamed to tell my own friends im a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.

I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson"

I am the gay male student that had to switch to another high school on my senior year, because I told my teachers that I was gay. One said that I was going to hell the other wanted to cure me.

I am the person that can not act/be themselves in fear of what others will think of me and if they will accept me.

I am your best friend, the same person you grew up with, and told your secrets too. The person you can't talk to anymore, because my partner is a women.

I am the daughter and best friend, the girl you raised and loved. Now you wont talk to me because i shattered your dreams of ever having children, And you your afraid of how to tell your friends about me and not be embarrassed.

I am the person, with the same fears, hurts, needs and wants as you. I bleed, I breathe, I understand, I Live.....With our hearts open and our eyes closed we are all the same people. Living life the best way we know how, with what we have been given.

Repost this if you believe homophobia is wrong.

Yeah ... just sitting around doing nothing ... It wiked sucks cause my Uncle just died a few days a go so im uber sad ... i should like submit something in honor of him ... but i don't know what ... hmmm ... but yeah ... sorry for wasting your time ... with an almost pointless journal entry ... k bye ...

So yeah ... today ... at school ... I was horsing around with my friend Natasha ... and guess what??????

Well ... since you can't really guess ... I'll tell you the story ...
*ahem* Ok well it all started today ... kay ... well I saw Natasha down the hall right?? ... kay so since I was in an ultra-hyper mood ... I decided I was going to attack her ... so I got all ready and then I started running towards her right? So she turned around at the last minute and, BOOM!! Impact!! ... BUT! While I was in the process of the "after-shock" as in I was still up againtst her (lol I know sounds wrong but totally isn't) Then! she stuck her leg out and BOOM!! I hit her leg and of course I tripped ... but I didn't fall in the way a "normal" person would instead I landed on my foot ... and my ankle ... so after all that ... I went to the hospital and stuff ... and back to the "guess what" aspect of this journal ... well let's just say it's an EXTREMELY bad sprain ... it hurts(a lot) and I'm on crutches!!!


OK ...byebye now