Posts Tagged: lesbian

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BECAUSE OF MY FAILURE OF A NETWORK SUPPORTER

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But now I am back….

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Love me?

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Be Proud of Who You Are

I made this last night!

I have a clear back iPhone case that I got at Meijer and I just cut out an index card and colored it then wrote on it in silver Sharpie.

^Well it looks AMAZING!^

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A woman I can touch and hug and kiss and love.

But now…I have a girl, not a woman, who lives three thousand miles away (give or take). I’m alone.

I want a woman to love me the way I love them.

A simple desire. But not something your God of yours can give me. 

All I fucking ask is to be happy for once in my God damn life!

Is that so much to fucking ask?

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And this time to Oakridge.

I hate it.

Everytime I make a friend, my family decides to move.

So Now I have a new highschool, and I’m fat, lesbian, and ugly.

I’m not funny or smart.

Who is going to like me?

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I need to know.

I’ve been running and working and doing P.E. I’ve also been eating less, a lot less.

I’m 15Olbs.

I  need to get down to 135-12O in two and a half months.

PLEASE! 

I’M GOING CRAZY!

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Cassie :: I love her with my heart. But…he began to love a man. Damn his soul. He took her away from me. I could draw her. I could write a book about her. I dream of her. But, I told her that I should stop being around her, to stop myself from falling deeper inlove with her. She got mad at me and now, she won’t even give me a passing glance.

Another :: I’m leaving the school next year. It’s official. But I mean, since the first time I saw her, I honestly thought: “Well this could go either way, she’s either a terrible person and really mean, or a fun loving, funny, smart person who just dresses amazingly.” So I decided, one day that I would just.. talk to her. “I LOVE YOU” yelled I. And to that she replied “OMG I love you to! What’s your name?”. And again, I said “Call me: Lover,” And it ended there for a few days. But when she walked by again, she was like “Seriously, what’s your name?”. I answered: “Call me Hannah.” From there we talked more and more, smoked a bit, and then she had a class with me. I’ve learned so much from her. And about myself because of her. I could draw her with my eyes closed, and write a novel about her, every small detail about her. 

I have terrible taste because she is also taken…

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My mother told me that if I wanted to cut myself, I had to go to her first.

The last time I actually did, my father came in and said to me “WHAT THE FUCK HANNAH? YOU’RE SO CAUGHT UP IN YOUR OWN LIFE YOU DON’T CARE ABOUT ANYONE! YOU DON’T EVEN ACKNOWLEDGE THAT YOU HAVE A GOD DAMN PROBLEM!!! I MEAN, THE HOSPITAL REFUSED TO TAKE YOU BECAUSE YOU DIDN’T WANT HELP! 
THE NEXT TIME I HEAR THAT YOU’RE CUTTING YOURSELF. I’LL FUCKING BEAT YOU!”  

I want to die, and I’ve told my parents straight out, I want to die. But…They won’t let me. 

PLEASE I’m bullied at home and school about my sexual orientation. What is there to live for? I’m not smart enough to get into a university, and the girl I love is…really just taken. 

I’m an athiest so really? What do I actually HAVE to live for?