| ...The girl leaped off the wall, strings trailing behind, and the shadow followed. So then she ran, leaped onto her dust-covered bed, leaving no footprints, and half flew through the window. Then she, and the shadow, were enveloped by the night. |
| I want a premium membership. Of course, my dad won't get it for me. But I'm thinking, since I probably won't ever get this many points, he'll give me one out of pity. |
| I support gay rights, even though I am straight- For the girl kicked out of her home because she confided in her mother that she is a lesbian. For the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman. For the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights. They are the parents who buried their daughter long before her time. For the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let his partner of twenty-seven years into the room. For the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family they have ever had. They wish they could be adopted. For one of the lucky ones . Who survived the attack that left them in a coma for three weeks, and in another year they will probably be able to walk again. For one of the the unlucky ones. Who killed himself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear. For the couple who had the realtor hang up on them when she found out they wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men. For the person who never knows which bathroom they should use if they want to avoid getting the management called on them. For the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children she bore, nursed, and raised. The court says she is an unfit mother because she now lives with another woman. For the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out her abusive partner is also a woman. For the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because he is male. For the father who has never hugged his son because he grew up afraid to show affection to other men. For the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told her that only lesbians do that. For the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating him as soon as they realized he was transsexual. For the person who feels guilty because they think they could be a much better person if they didn’t have to always deal with society hating them. For the man who stopped attending church, not because he doesn't believe, but because they closed their doors to his 'kind.' For the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love. Love has no boundaries or borders of any kind. Repost this, and show your support for the people who can't fight alone. |