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“i’m so miserable right now… i just want to go get high”
“that’s not a good idea… i think it’s best if you don’t”
“i want to though… i just want to get fucked up… just… not even remember life… i don’t care… i want my cell phone.”
“well i can’t do anything from 3000 miles away but ask you not to. what about me the other night when i was popping sleeping pills? you were like DON’T FUCKIN DO THAT”
“YEAH. but at the  moment i don’t fucking care. there is no point.”
“yes there is”
“i’m taking so many classes… i don’t even have time to study… there are so many boys… i drank so much vodka”
“i can tell”
“i haven’t cried this hard in sooo long… i just want my phone… i don’t know what’s wrong with me, i want to die”
“no you don’t… please don’t =(“
“i don’t know what to do”
“you sit and talk to me, that’s what you do… do you have gatorade?”
“there is none… maybe at the village. but it closes at 11 and i can’t go out there with my eyes this red”
“so just stay here then”
“why am i gay? why can’t i like boys?”

WHY is it that sexuality is such a big deal? Why do people have to discriminate? Why is liking the same sex so taboo? To me it’s the same thing if you have red hair as opposed to brown hair. I mean yeah she was clearly really drunk but no matter what it shouldn’t be a big deal.

I have a philosophy. If I haven’t come out to someone yet who’s a friend… it shouldn’t be a big deal. Because if they liked me before, they should like me regardless of some new information. So it’s not the way it “should be” but that’s the way it IS. Honestly I can’t imagine not accepting people of difference.

I’m gonna keep this short.

I think we should all discriminate against those who are straight for a week and see how they like it.
Or rednecks.
I think peoples’ opinion would change if they knew someone who was homosexual or bisexual or of colour, really knew them. I mean it’d be harder if it was someone of colour, but if it was someone who wasn’t straight and they got to know them and THEN they came out… I’m sure their opinions could change.

I personally discriminate against discriminators.

My friend tonight was crying and wanted to die because she felt like she had to hide her sexuality. Now what kind of life is that?

The alcohol certainly was a factor, but preference should never have to be hidden. Ever.

“listen… there is absolutely nothing wrong with you or with being gay. and your friends liked you before they knew, they have no reason not to if you told them. they thought you were kickass before, it shouldn’t knock their thoughts about you. i have a feeling you’re doing something self harming… but know that it’s okay to be gay. and know that you’re loved”

People shouldn’t NOT be considered people because of their preference or opinion.

“I’ve got a soul that cannot sleep at night when something just ain’t right/Blood red but without sight Exploding egos in the night mix like sticks of dynamite red black or white this is my fight/Come on, courage let’s be heard turn feelings into words/American equality has always been sour an attitude i would like to devour/My name is peace this is my hour can i get just a little bit of power?/The power of equality
                        The Power of Equality – Red Hot Chili Peppers



{September 10, 2009}   mirror mirror on the wall…

In today’s shallow world, it’s hard to keep from drowning.

Drowning,
losing breath.
losing focus.
everything becomes a blur in the magical mirror mirror on the wall,
tell me who is the fairest of them all?
we wish it was us.
we hope it was us.
we know it was us.
but it WAS.
it’s not.

At least, not
anymore.
who we are now reflects who we were.
that mirror mirror on the wall only shows what we want to be.
who we want to be.
where we want to be.
But it’s all just the
same.
just a mirage.
touch the mirror mirror on the wall, go on.
touch it.
Can you feel it?
of course not.

you’re drowning in your self image.
in your consciousness.
In your awareness.
in your hopes
your dreams
your wishes.

You wish you could stay afloat,
don’t you?
Ask the mirror, maybe it’ll give you a floatation device.
go on,
just ask.
the only thing that’ll
listen.
because it doesn’t have a mouth to rebut.

wouldn’t that be great?
nothing to speak back,
tell you otherwise,
tell you you’re wrong,
tell you you’re not who you want to be.

well isn’t that a shame.

mirror mirror on the wall,
who’s the most shameful of them all?



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