Fact-stuff and what not...

I AM:

1. Female

2. 19 yrs old

My Birthday's March 2

Skin wise, I'm a about a medium brown; hair is dark brown, and eyes are dark brown; height wise, I personally don't think I'm that short but my friends do. I'm 5'4". As far as know that's average...

Things ME Likey: Bleach ( Soi Fong, Yoruichi, Urahara, Juushiro, Nanao, Yachiru, and Shunshui are my favorites. I like Kuukaku too.), MUSIC (all kinds), being sarcastic, being random (that's always fun), making people laugh, hanging out, and just being my old laid back self...oh and movies (love horror/suspense movies!)...

Things ME likey sometimes:School ( Yeap, I'm in college) and work ( My co-workers are all looney cases on various levels, which is very fun to watch and it's even more fun to indulge in their lunacy! )...

Things ME No likey:Ignorance, The word "moist", My English teacher from 6th grade, Crocs, homophobes, to much salt on my fries, and clowns ( it's not a phobia, I just think they're weird in the bad way, ya know... and I don't like Mimes, either. They're weird in the bad way too, plus their annoying as hell. I mean who follows complete strangers down sidewalks, with white paint on their face without saying anything for fun?! I'll tell ya who, Micheal Fuckin' Myers that's who! But at least he has the decency to do it without all those indignant movements!)...Sorry about that, I just got started and I couldn't help myself...oh, and Micheal Myers is the White Masked murder from the Halloween movies, if ya didn't know...

5 Questions...

1. Gay, Straight, Bi?

Bi

2. Liberal or Conservative?

Liberal

3. North, East, West, South?

South

4. Taken, Not taken, It's complicated?

Taken

5. What's your vibe?

Laid-back

I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday.
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 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 did not 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 who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
I am the girl who loves her best friend but is afraid to let her know it.
I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.

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