Iziza666

Homophobia means:

* 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.



Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it. Now really, go!

So! Thanks to another great birthday party, I have enough money to support myself to Anime NEXT, buy cosplay costumes and still be able to feed myself for the converntion! I will be cosplaying one day as Rolo Crosplay from Code Geass R2 and thanks to my lovely friend Ashly, I will be cosplaying as Hiccup from How to Train Your Dragon! In yo face bitchas! I am so pumped you have no idea! Nowe, off to singh my heart out to Defying Gravity!

So, I am attending AnimeNEXT in June and I really want to cosplay but I'm not sure of what to do. I can only afford one costume to for this year so I want to make it good. Maybe two depending on how much more birthday cash I get from the other side of the family I have yet to see. I was thinking of getting either an Ouran coat or getting the female uniform from Code Geass to do a Rolo gender-bend. ^^ Opinions people?

So, for the past week I have been having the most bizarre and disturbing dreams. This really concerns me since each one has some relation to death in them. Two out of three I died in.

Dream Eins!

So, my friend and I were recovering from New Year's and we decided I would spend the night at her house and we would get ready for school and go together the next day. But, she left me somewhere, miles away from my house so, I began to walk. Thwn, my feet started to bleed like profoundly! I called my mom to ask her to pick me up and she rejected me."No, my back hurts. You can make it" CLICK! So, there was only a couple streets left and I kept walking though each step was agonizing. I was crossing the last street and then, I car flew at me and hit me. I died.


Dream Two!

So, I was at my dad's house and my da was like super-trigger happy for some reason. Every animal that came onto my backyard was shot on sight and my brothers were running around like freakin' gremlins. There were these deer that l;ooked like they belonged in alice in Wonderland with like dragon spiral horns and ears and they had a hint of purple. My dad shot one named Rachel (name of one of my good friends) then I learned my friend died. I had a dream, in my dream!, of witnessing her eah and boy, she can't drive for shit! She then begins to haunt the house, it was creepy.


Dream Three!

It was kind of like something out of the Terminator series. A machine take-over and very little humans alive. I was younger and paired up with this boy. We were running about trying to live and when we were up on this builindg, I tired to save him. Then I was shot in the side but got away. I walked for miles until suddenly, I was killed with a shot to the head.



Holy crap man! Something is wrong with me!

Ok, so, today started out really shitty because it's the second year annaversary of my friend's death. So I was all sad all flippin' day! I'm at my dad's, stepmom's a bitch, dad's grumpy. Wait, that's kinda normal, anyway, so he takes me out with his friend John and, we got a car for me! ME!

Apparently, a friend of his had a car they wanted to get rid of so they gave it to my dad for cheap who is giving it to me! Whoooo! It's my first car, it's a peice of crap, and I couldn't love it anymore. In fact, if I had to choose between having having kids or getting a car, I'd pick the mother truckin' car! Whooo! I'm excited. Once the engine work is done, it'll be mine to drive.

Oh and by the way, if you were wonering, it's a 1993 Ford Thunderbird. It's as old as me too! lol