The “I am not here anymore.” broke my heart.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.
This was the first thing I ever saw on tumblr. My friend showed it to me. It was about a month before I ever even thought to join.
It still hits me just as hard as it did then.
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tinyxconfessions:
Joining the tinies would be so awkward.
[Alright babe/dude/androgynouspronoun here’s the thing: it might be a little weird at first. I think it was for all of us. However, you don’t know how amazing it can be to long onto skype and have everyone greet you all at once, or the extreme comraderie we all share towards each other. If you want to join, I highly encourage you to do so. We haven’t had anyone new in a very long time, and it would be so much fun to have someone new included in our family.
This is to anyone interested in joining. Please, I encourage you to send a message to Mama. She was, quite literally, the only person I knew in the tinies when I joined, and now I have this whole bundle of sisters and brothers that I never would have known otherwise.]
lol but don’t ever leave because then you lose everything and realize that you didn’t actually have anything.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4pz6fqILv1rvew6fo1_500.png)
