Author has written 16 stories for Supernatural, Harry Potter, Four Brothers, CSI, Speed Racer, and X-Men: The Movie.
I AM STILL SENSEIHITOKAGE I JUST CHANGED MY NAME
OK so I guess I could write something here
My Favorite Authors are Amelia Atwater-Rhodes and Edgar Allan Poe And My favorite Poets are Robert Frost and William Blake
And I love slash stories
I may not be a good writer but I try...Constructive Criritcisim is always Welcome(I need the help) But please don't flame me... It makes this writer not want to write anymore...
Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it
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 person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
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
Here's a toast to all those who hear me all too well
Here's to the nights we felt alive
When My Time Comes
Forget the Wrongs that I've done
Help me leave behind some
Reasons to be missed…
I am the girl who pulled the trigger to get his face out of her mind…
I’m the son who slit his wrists because he could never make his dad proud of him… Even when he won the state championship for him…
I am the boy swallowed too many pills because he told the girl he loved that she meant the world to him and got laughed at…
I am the girl who jumped off her balcony because her mom didn’t believe that her pedophile boyfriend put his hands on her daughter…
I am the sorority sister who killed herself because a magazine told her she wasn’t good enough…
I am the father that had to bury his son far before his prime because some drunk crossed that yellow line…
I am the teen aged wife whose husband went to fight overseas and never came home…
I am the man who left his wife and unborn child to fend for themselves… not because he wanted to but because he walked into the wrong bank….
I am the child who lived on the streets because a mother wanted to get high rather than take care of a child and then watched as she overdosed in a bathtub…
I am one of the lucky ones…My best friend walked in as I was loading the Gun
I am not one of the lucky ones… She was a minute too late
I am the guy who held his best friend as she cried for her brother when we found out that he wouldn’t be at school anymore
I am the girl whose big brother was gone and all she could do was sit with her best friend and ask why
I am the big brother who left his sister and friend to comfort each other after he left them with out a goodbye
Don’t resent me
And when you’re felling empty
Keep me in your memories
Leave out all the rest
Leave out all the rest
In Memory of all those who left far too soon...