Kristyn

charleston owns me.

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 one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

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 man who died when the paramedics 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.

repost this if you belive homophobia is wrong

I can't believe you (you, as in out of all people) did this to me.

My baby is leaving. :( see you tuesday.

What You Really Think Of Your Friends

Candice is your soulmate.

You truly love Steve.

You consider Heather your true friend.

You know that Nicci is always thinking of you.

You'll remember Dana for the rest of your life.

You secretly think Steve is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.

You secretly think that Steve is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.

You secretly think that Nobody is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that Nobody changes lovers faster than underwear.

You secretly think Dana is shy and nonconfrontational. And that Dana has a hidden internet romance.

Your Taste in Music:

Punk: High Influence

Adult Alternative: Medium Influence

Alternative Rock: Medium Influence

80's Alternative: Low Influence

80's Rock: Low Influence

90's Alternative: Low Influence

90's Pop: Low Influence

90's R&B: Low Influence

Classic Rock: Low Influence

Progressive Rock: Low Influence

Ska: Low Influence

10 months <333

It seems like everything would be so much better if I just lived somewhere else. I need something new.

I love to sit and read about everybody's "emotions".

Sorry I got sick and fell asleep on ya, Heather. Me and Steve love you very much so cheer up. We'll be there to throw flowers on stage and then you can sit back and be like "It was worth it." Anywho, your social life doesn't suck that bad obviously... you hang out with the coolest cats in the patch. <3

Today is Lynsday... hehe...Lyndsay, I'm sooo excited about our apartment.

have you ever felt this....sure?

Boys and their basketball and video games. Whats a girl to do?

I never exactly know how to start these journal entries off. Usually I just get so annoyed by trying to think of a good opening line that I don't even update. But today i'm going to because there are just some things that i'd like to say.
First off, Steve is great. It will be our 9 month anny tomorrow and I don't think i've ever been so close to somebody. But I sense that he has been getting annoyed with me a lot more lately and thats not really his fault because I am an annoying person. No matter how much I annoy or nag him I am doing it in a purely loving way.
Second, I would just like to say that I miss Courtney a lot. I know I never call her but here lately I've been thinking about all the fun that I had with her.
I'd also like to add that my Valentine's day puppy is getting HUGE and we decided to name him Killer. He is half lab and half pit bull, ironic huh?
School is going by fast but still so slow. 5 more days. I'm ready for this break.
I would also like to complain about this hugegantic monologue I have remember for ackly hackly tomorrow. I am a girl obsessed with melting crayons on a radiator. Thats another thing- I have to say crayon like 2000 times and i don't know how to say it. "CROWN" dammit.

XoXo Kristyn

I need money and lots of it.
car
rent
insurance
food
ect.
I'm moving out. Don't even pretend like you don't want me to. In the past few months you've just been pushing and pushing me out until I snap. I snapped. Just another way for you to look like the good guy.
I want to run away. I can feel the rode now and the tires and feeling the sun and the air and the freedom. There is some fine line between 17 and 18 that I just can't see.

I guess it's about time for a little update. I finally got a puppy! (and i'm taking name suggestions). Valentine's Day served me nicely. I have an extremely perfect boyfriend and i'm sorry that most girls will not feel the love i've even felt in the past week in their entire lives. Actually, i'm not.
nah nah nah nah boo boo.

( Ashley Vinson NAKED )

I got in my first car wreck today. My car looks pretty rough and its going to take every time I own and tons more that I don't. They should of had a delay this morning. Me and Ashley didn't get to hang out because of it :( I was excited but we'll make it up.
On the Bright side, Mark (steve's daddy) said I could have a puppy at his house!!! yaaaaaaaaaay!

Somebody that bitched and complained about the show so much should have just kept his fat ass at home.

Thank you Toni and Candice for everything you all did Saturday and some others (Blake, Nicci, ect.). You guys are great and i'm sorry that tard hit you.

I hope everyone enjoyed the last fucking show in Grayson County. I swear I'm never going to do that again. People are just too fucking stupid to deal with.
I felt like everyone's fucking mom.
So, I'd just like to thank everyone for helping me clean up and making it so easy on me. It was a nice carefree night. With people their just for the music Not to hit girls and to skate in fucking buildings and practice their woodcarving abilities. I'm so glad that their wasn't a Huge fight or A RIOT. And I'm so happy that I had puke in my hair. After I tried so hard just to do something for kids that this town needed. But no, you can't do shit for anyone.

I'm just glad that the boys (black sunday) had fun. I'm sorry I was in such a grouchy mood on your birthday, steve. But seriously, Can you blame me? I've never been so fucking furious.

I hope everyone was proud of themselves. And yeah, The cops said the place needed adult supervision. But it was the fucking adults that where the majority of the problem. Grow the fuck up Drunk bastards.







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