Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
from left to right;
I am afraid to hold my boyfriend’s hand.
My friend’s parents sent her away.
I found death threats in my locker.
I submitted to electroshock therapy.
I lost half my friends after coming out.
My grandmother sends me hate mail.
My school won’t let me take my date to prom.
I am not here anymore.
My dad tried to beat it out of me.
No one is proud of me.
This showed up on my blog again. Forever reblog.
Woah. Shit just got real. I just broke down.
I am not here anymore . I’m literally in tears right now. No one deserves any of this, and the human race shouldn’t allow it to happen.
Forever reblog. No one should have to fight this battle, because one person fighting it is one too many. Stop the hate.
omg this is too perfect
THANK YOU SO FUCKING MUCH
WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO THE SEPARATION OF CHURCH AND STATE?
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Didnt know this about her..gained new respect.
This is so very beautiful.
Full version of my comic Counting Stars, which I drew for a competition.
Very heartwarming and inspirational.
UGUUUU
It’s so cute <3
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Oh my god.
Please tell me I’m not the only one who saw “wedding ceremony” written all over that scene…? 8’D
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kerr:
This is made infinitesimally funnier by the fact that it looks like my friend, Bobby.
It really does look like me O.o
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Dreams
I was just kinda glancing around tumblr and I saw something about the significance of dreams. Well, it got me thinking about my early high school days and how deep in the closet I was. You see, I grew up in a small town and most of my friends were hyper conservative and incredibly religious (both polar opposites of how I am/was) and it really fucked with my mind. Every time I would fap to anything gay, I would feel horribly guilty and knew deep down that I was going to hell. I liked to think I was Christian and knew how the Christian god felt about the hole thing. I had been doing that stuff for years, every now and then I would try to convince myself that women were attractive to me but it would fail. One night, I prayed, I prayed for hours, I prayed for forgiveness and I prayed for strength and purity. That night, I dreamed that Jesus and God both came down, hugged me and told me I was perfect the way I was. That was the last night I EVER regretted anything I’ve done as a homosexual man. I know that was probably a result of my hours of prayer and the Christian god being on my mind but it really gave me strength. It still took me a while to come out completely but that was the biggest changing point I ever experienced in my life. I wish those guys/gals who are scared of who they are and who they will become could have an experience like mine.
