sigh I am Spaz. I like to write stories and poetry and I would love to hear your reviews of my stuff. I have an account under the same name that I only use STRICTLY for my fanfics. I am currently writing an AkuRoku on there titled "A Little Bit of Sugar".
I'm into writing horror stories. I also like writing poetry.
My other accounts:
Spread ThE WoRd, so Less of Us Are Hurt
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother I am a lesbian.
-I am the prostitute working on the corner because no one will hire a transsexual women.
-I am the sister who holds her gay brother's hand through the pain, 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 in my 27 partner into the room.
-I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the most loving family I 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 3 weeks, and in another year, I'll be able to walk again.
-I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks after graduating high school. It was simply too much to bare.
-We are the couple who have the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted a one-bedroom for two men.
-I am the person who never knows which bathroom to go into so no one will call management.
-I am the mother not allowed to see her children that I gave birth to, nursed and raised because the court says I'm an unfit mother since I live with another women.
-I am the domestic-violence survivor who suddenly had the support system go cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner was also a women.
-I am the domestic-violence survivor who had no support because I am a male.
-I am the father who never hugged his own son in fear of showing affection for another male.
-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 when they realized I was a transsexual.
-I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not always deal with society hating me.
-I am the man who stopped going to church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their door on my kind.
-I am the person who has to hide what the world needs, love.
-I am the person who is afraid to tell his Christian parents that he loves another male.