To call people illegal, is the beginning of dehumanizing. — Harvest of Empire
one of my favorite authors
tumblrbot asked: WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?
Music.
Lying
You lie still with me
in a dormant part of my soul
I would sooner travel back to a time
when your existence was but a pale figment.
I indulge in the fantasy of someone you could never be.
Mistakenly, I thought there was a connection
but only see that it’s fed by your lust
and so, with every second that passes
the sweetness fades …
and instead, a distant dream is replaced
with a vivid nightmare of your state of being
taunting me and backing my soul
into the corners of my foolish heart
second-guessing pure intentions and
wishing for another chance
to coldly push you away
again and again.
ThreeDaysInsideTheTenthMonth2012
Go Maryland!
I am so proud to live in Maryland today. The people spoke and we supported and passed the first ever Dream Act and equality for same sex couples. Pat yourselves on the back and remember, never keep silent on the things that truly matter to you. All my love!
Dear North Carolina,
You absolutely, positively fucking SUCK! Banning gay marriage!? Really? The laws that you pass today only perpetuate the hate against gay people. No wonder so many poor kids are tortured and bullied, its no thanks to the stupid motherfuckers in office. Stop being such a douche bag already! I’m so sick of it!!
I’m gonna stop visiting or buying things from states that have ridiculous laws. Good grief, grow up already!!! Just because you banned gay marriage doesn’t mean you’re going to stop love between same sex couples. Go fuck yourselves!
FINALS:
These last two weeks of hell
are filled with pages from books
that while interest me greatly,
I wish to never see again
Sleep and sensible meals
are like an estranged spouse
taunting me with memories
of what could be
instead of what really is
Me, writing a poem on the spot
My bestfriend
Honey eyes with a silly laugh just to adore .
A strong soul with a beautiful heart and personality.
Curly long exotic hair, which screams New York.
Yet a lilltle country who’s full of life & dreams.
Thats my wonderful dear fortunate soul.
