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National Day of Silence
Close your mouth, shut it tight,
Stand up for others for the fight.
Keeping silent throughout the day
To protest for those transgendered, bi & gay.
Stop harassment, prejudice & discrimination,
No bullying & hate leads to a balanced equation.
Silence is golden, remember that rule
Tape over your mouth, at least while at school.
LoveLove is seeing her everyday with a smile upon my face.
Love is seeing that flower blossom into something beautiful.
Love is smelling that burning candle that smells like apples and cinnamon.
Love is knowing she hates you but never being able to reciprocate the feeling.
Love is giving up a lot of things to see her.
Love is laughing whenever you fall.
Love is when she's dressed in the most ridiculous outfit and you still go out in public.
Love is when she finally kisses you, and the world explodes.
Love is noticing the tiniest difference about her on a daily basis.
Love is knowing she'll be there for me no matter what.
Love is touching her hand when she's sad and telling her she's fine because I'm here.
Love is going after her when she walks away in a mood.
Love is hearing her voice giving me sheer joy every day.
Love is incredible.
Growing up Gay and AutisticWhen you think of autism what comes to your mind? A young boy who waves his arms and can't talk, maybe a genius who memorized the dictionary or can draw the whole city from memory? Some of us are like that but Don't think everyone on TV represents the different kinds of people.Sure I'm smart and A good artist but I'm not Genesis book of world records great.
Everyone looked at me like "that weird kid". Here I was trying to figure out all why people treat others a certain way. My life in elementary school was miserable i was in ESE classes, and still i was an outcast because i was poor and bugs came out of my bookbag, even because the weird ways i would deal with things day by day.
As a kid understanding slang and what everyone was talking about was like a foren language. I remember my mother always trying to get me to look in peoples eyes. she would keep telling me "Paul look in my eyes wile we are talking". as weird as it sounds it worked. Now I always look at people when I talk. now w
It Wasn't My Fault Ch. 10
March 30, 2012
I can't believe it...I saw one of them....and I think he saw me...God what's gonna happen, I can't believe this...he's gonna try and kill me I just know it!! Maybe I have to come clean....Maybe it's time...No. I can't. What if they do the same thing to me? I mean...I wouldn't put it past them....espically since...that night. Now they're probably gonna read this, but...I haven't said anything to tip off what happened. They still can't know. They can't....
Zacky sighed as he put the book back into the drawer of his nightstand. He hadn't said much since he saw that man on the street. he only prayed that the man didn't see him.
Even though Matt, Johnny, Brian, and Jimmy had made efforts to try and get him to open up, he still hadn't, he'd kept the past five years
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Lilyas has dedicated herself to making our community a brighter place with her vibrant artwork and infectious enthusiasm for interacting with others in our community. It has certainly paid off, as many deviants flock to her page on a daily basis to let her know how much of an inspiration she is. We absolutely agree, and couldn't let all that hard work go without recognition, so it's with great pride that we bestow the Deviousness Award for March 2014, to ... Read More