I have an account on fictionpress.com where my name is Wingsister, so at the moment that is all I am doing.

http://www.fictionpress.com/~wingsister

About me--I'm 19

Name--April--

--I have not any religion--nor any desire for one--ever--

I have a habit of rambling until I no longer make any sense.

Some things we cling too, others we try to forget, but to cling to something, will let the memory cease to fade.

Favorite Quotes-

A mind is like a parachute, it only functions when open...

Lost your mind? Don't worry I don't have one either.

The only queer people are those who don't love anbody.~ Rita Mae Brown

Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.~Albert Einstein

I don't really trust a sane person.

~W~

The first step in accepting others, is accepting yourself.

Everyone is different.

Never strive to be anyone but yourself.

Things that I love:

Writing. Reading. Music.

Things that I cannot stand at all:

Racists

People who are against same-sex marriage

Homophobic people~ they really make me angry, and I do not get angry easily.

People who abuse those who love them, whether it be physically or emotionally

Our president

Liars

People who are mean and/or rude for no reason at all

(there are more, but I think I need to stop)

I walk alone

no hand to hold

no one to treasure

no one to call my own

That's it...for now...

And no, I don't have a life...

(I actually do now that's why nothing has been written and probably won't be anytime in the near future. (6/18/08)

WARNING: ANYTHING I WRITE WILL HAVE VERY SHORT CHAPTERS!

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.

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