lucifer's_angel

I have three loves - music, friends, and a girl called Venom. If you disrespect any of them, there will be dire consequences.

I've been called bipolar. Borderline personality. Histrionic. Schitzotypal. Even obsessive compulsive. But I've also been called genius, the nicest person ever, and someone anyone can trust and rely on (mind you, I'm not saying this is some people's opinions of me generally just that it's been mentioned. bark, anyway!) I've been called the best and worst. So I don't need your opinion of me.

My name be Tunafish, but I be a vegetarian. Who likes drinking blood occasionally. Deal.

To new and old friends: I might forget your name, I might forget your face, but I'll never truly forget you.

I hates no one except lying traitors. In my life the count is at: 1

Lemon flavoured ice tea is how I console myself or reward myself.

Don't call me clever until you ask me something you already know.

I can sing every My Chemical Romance song.. not well but I believe passion counts for more than society grants it.

I'm emo on the inside, and when I let it out it gets OUT.

If I laugh it might be because of what you said, what I said, or just a memory I'm taking a moment to cherish.

I'm bi with a preference for girls. If anyone in my family's reading this, there, I just said what I could never bring myself to tell you.

Masks are out, I wear full body costume.

I might not know you yet, but you're beautiful, honey. Let's be friends!

Feel free to add me - msn: tiggerwhiz@people.net.au

Homophobia is Gay:
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 I'm 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" --- IF YOU BELIEVE THAT HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG... REPOST THIS!