

I RefuseIf you ask me Can I be your hag After I tell you Im gay. I swear to God, Allah, Buddah, or whatever higher being is up there I will punch you in the face.I Refuse
Because I refuse I repeat I refuse to be your token gay.
Remember this I will not be your best friend after I meet you. I will not dress in drag teach you how to walk in heels because you cant figure it out on your own. When we go out together do not call me and ask me what you should wear.
When I see you walking down the street I will not


The Pain is MineThe computer lights my face. The face of a man scared from the words you said and the punches sent.The Pain is Mine
My face is bruised cut broken and bloody But the words you said cut deeper They penetrate my psyche The bruises will fade but the words the words the words will resonate in my mind. Through my bones in my blood.
It was the most perfect night candles flickering in the dark like stars twinkling in a clear night sky My knee hit to floor Three words fell from my mouth I left my be-at-ing heart laying on the tab


All I haveYesterday I got my first tattoo on the upper right of my back, you know where the angel sits, I know its cliche but its the Chinese character for strength.All I have
Its dedicated to you. See, I wanted to get one that actually meant something to me not just some random shit, tramp stamp just above my ass.
Last week when I called you crying Yes, you were a bitch and you told me Go there, Go ahead and wallow in your own self pity. But you saved me
You saved me from the thoughts the thoughts of slitting my wrist &nbs


A Parents Worst NightmareWe have been sitting here in the hospital waiting room for over an hour and a half. This is my wife Abby, she’s late for her job at the pentagon. And this is our beautiful daughter Lucy. We brought Lucy to the hospital for some x-rays. Abby found a couple bumps on Lucy’s left rib and bone problems run in Abby’s family so we figured we had better get it checked out. Funny thing about baby’s they are forced into this crazy world where people can’t be trusted and corruption is everywhere and these baby’s have no control over it. So their parents take care of them. You know sometimes I feel like a baby, like I have no control over anyA Parents Worst Nightmare
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Theres your psyco analysis doctor...
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*emily
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