Eh? I am aren't I?

Haven't noticed it until now..But I make a LOT Of DA Journals...Is because I want attenstion...or..maybe because I am bored

Talking:
Missing:
Eating: FruitLoops *naws*
Watching: Robots
Listening: Utada Hikaru - Close To You (English)
Reading: Midnight Magic By Avi

I got this note saying "Wow u shure got lots of Journals"

Two things I can't believe about this note, One "SUCH bad grammar..."
And Two "oh my...that person is right"

I make to many Journals...THAT MAKES ME A JOURNAL WHORE *whinnes*

Also..I know most people have a lot of favorites...but I have 349.. ><

RANTS

Ok...I hate not being there for my friends when they need it the most..
that wasn't really a rant but ok.

I Hate, Loath People that are iliterate...gah, sorry if my spelling is off...its just I got up a little bit ago and its so DAMN cold..

Ok don't you? you see this "Hey ppl howz it goin' whatz ^?" GAH TYPE OUT THE STUPID DAMN WORDS!! honestly!

It is not that hard to type this "Hey people how are you, anything new?"
One it is being nice to those that are literate...and TWO it just looks soooo much better.

end of rant

Well I guess I will spotlight someone today, Hmmmm who should it be...

SPOTLIGHT: Feel better love...I hate to see you sad.

READ!!!
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 didn’t 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.

Repost this if you believe homophobia is wrong.

Friends and what not
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Ok I am out for words...Until next Journal (most likely tomorrow)

MUCH love,
Sami