A war between two tribes of ants looks silly to us, just like the wars between our nations look silly to the stars.

There's much more to me than can fit into this little box.

And you were only going to use it to judge me anyways, so just get to know me yourself.
Come, let's go be silly together.

My Preferred Gender Pronouns are ze, zir, and zirs.

So this bitch at school today was fucking talking to me and then she started to cover up her chest and I look at her and I’m all “wtf are you doing?” and she was all “I thought you were looking at my boobs.”

I wanted to punch her right there in the face in the middle of the guidance office. She is literally the most unattractive bitch I have ever laid eyes on in my entire life and I feel sorry for anyone who has the opportunity to look at her soggy tits.

No, miss, I was looking at your nasty face when your stupid ass words were coming out of your nasty mouth. Just because I’m queer doesn’t mean I want to fuck you. You’re not that special.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Childhood Heroes?

At CCA we had a ministry team. The leaders were called Mr. and Mrs. Negus. I always looked up to them and I wanted to be like them one day.

I went to their house for the first time in two years to pick up my puppets that I had left there and they asked me multiple times how my walk with the Lord was and if I still loved Jesus.

I told them that it had been rough and I no longer correlate with Christianity or any religion for that matter. I’m spiritual, just not part of anything.

They asked me why I feel this way and I told them that my beliefs no longer correspond with those that call themselves “Christians” and that The Bible only contains 12 laws that you are required to follow and the rest were church laws, not Gods laws.

When they asked me for an example, I looked them straight in the eye and said, “I believe that gay people have every right to marry as you do.” Mr. Negus promptly said that I was not going to go to Heaven and began a squabble with me.

I asked him, “Do you eat shellfish?”

"Well, yeah that law no longer is relevant."

"It’s a hygiene law put out by the religious leaders at that time. Homosexuality was in the same passage."

"You’re picking and choosing what to believe!"

"Really? Because I don’t follow any of the laws in that passage and you only follow one or two! I’m not picking and choosing, because I’m not even a Christian! Do you talk to your wife while she’s on her period?" 

At this point in time, Mr. Negus left the room and Mrs. Negus stayed to talk to me. I was near tears, but I wasn’t about to let them see me cry. I left them on this note.

"When I get to Heaven, God’s gonna tell me that you’re wrong. He’ll say, ‘Don’t listen to them, you can come in too.’"

Then I got in my car and drove away with my head spinning and tears running down my face, knowing that I don’t need heroes like them anyways.

Edit: I didn’t mention that Mr. Negus told me that “it was nice knowing you” as I was leaving.

My childhood heroes told me today that I am no longer welcome in their home and that I’m going to Hell.

because I love a girl.

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Sorta accidentally came out to my track coach today.

If he couldn’t figure it out before he most definitely knows now.

His face:

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Me:

Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
So I work in a library, and I was told to put this book away. I couldn’t logically do that. I had to tell Tumblr about it.
It’s a children’s picture book from the mid-1950s and it’s called “Jeanne-Marie in Gay Paris” by Francoise. 
It made my night.

So I work in a library, and I was told to put this book away. I couldn’t logically do that. I had to tell Tumblr about it.

It’s a children’s picture book from the mid-1950s and it’s called “Jeanne-Marie in Gay Paris” by Francoise. 

It made my night.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Monday, February 6, 2012