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I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday 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 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 woman who died when the EMT's 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. I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends im a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them. I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson"

****I did not write this. i just love the song****



Dear Diary



Mood: Apathetic



My life is spiraling downward

I couldn’t get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry concert

It sucks cause they play some of my favorite songs like “Stab My Heart Because I Love You” and “Rip Apart My Soul” and of course “Stabby Rip Stab Stab” And It doesn’t help that I couldn’t get my hair to do that flippy thing either…Like that guy from that band can do...Some days, ya know...



I’m an emo kid, non-conforming as can be.

You’d be non-conforming too if you looked just like me

I have paint on my nails and makeup on my face

I’m almost emo enough to start shaving my legs

Cause I feel real deep when I'm dressing in drag

I call it freedom of expression, most just call me a fag

'Cause our dudes look like chicks, and our chicks look like dykes

Cause emo is one step below transvestite



Stop my breathing and slit my throat

I must be emo



I don’t jump around when I go to shows

I must be emo



I’m dark and sensitive with low self esteem

The way I dress makes everyday feel like Halloween

I have no real problems but I like to make believe

I stole my sister’s mascara now I’m grounded for a week

Sulking and writing poetry are my hobbies

I can’t get through a hawthorne heights album without sobbing

Girls keep breaking up with me, it’s never any fun

They say they already have a pussy, they don’t need another one.



Stop my breathing and slit my throat

I must be emo



I don’t jump around when I go to shows

I must be emo



Dye in my hair and polish on my toes

I must be emo



I play guitar and write suicide notes

I must be emo



my life is just a black abyss... ya know..it’s so dark. And it’s suffocating me, grabbing a hold of me and tightening its grip, tighter than a pair of my little sisters jeans...which look great on me by the way.



When I get depressed I cut my wrist in every direction

Hearing songs about getting dumped gives me an erection

I write in a live journal and wear thick rimmed glasses

I tell my friends I bleed black and cry during classes

I’m just a bad, cheap imitation of goth

You can read me “Catcher in the Rye” and watch me jack off

I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life

If I said I like girls, I’d only be half right.



I look like I’m dead and dress like a homo

I must be emo



Screw Xbox I play old school Nintendo

I must be emo



I like to whine and hit my parentals

I must be emo



Me and my friends all look like clones

I must be emo



My parents don’t get me ya know

They think I’m gay just because they saw me kiss a guy… Well, a couple guys. But, I mean it’s the 2000’s. Can’t 2…or 4 dudes make out with each other without being gay?

I mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways.

I don’t know diary, sometimes I think you are the only one that gets me. You’re my best friend.







I feel like tacos