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Really?
You think I'm confused,
Mistaken even
You think that my friends have talked me into this,
That I've let myself be duped,
That some sort of illusion has been cast over me
And now I'm walking down a road that,
In your words,
"..will destroy me..."
Pfft.
Let me make one thing perfectly clear.
I have not been duped, nor has some illusion been cast over me.
My friends did not talk me into this; they are the ones who have given me the strength to be myself,
And now that I have, you are scared.
Why?
Is it because I'm growing up?
Changing in ways that you do not understand, therefore fear, therefore will not accept?
It is because I'm finally beginning to live my own life; rejecting your ways, your views, your religion?
If this is so, then I suggest you do what you have told me to do many a time and grow up!
Just because I no longer look up at you with adoring eyes like I did when I was 5 does not mean that I no longer love you...
But I swear, if you continue to insult me, belittle me, twist my words and refuse to accept that which I am
I will leave.
And I won't be coming back....
You think I'm confused,
Mistaken even
You think that my friends have talked me into this,
That I've let myself be duped,
That some sort of illusion has been cast over me
And now I'm walking down a road that,
In your words,
"..will destroy me..."
Pfft.
Let me make one thing perfectly clear.
I have not been duped, nor has some illusion been cast over me.
My friends did not talk me into this; they are the ones who have given me the strength to be myself,
And now that I have, you are scared.
Why?
Is it because I'm growing up?
Changing in ways that you do not understand, therefore fear, therefore will not accept?
It is because I'm finally beginning to live my own life; rejecting your ways, your views, your religion?
If this is so, then I suggest you do what you have told me to do many a time and grow up!
Just because I no longer look up at you with adoring eyes like I did when I was 5 does not mean that I no longer love you...
But I swear, if you continue to insult me, belittle me, twist my words and refuse to accept that which I am
I will leave.
And I won't be coming back....
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His mom is going up to the podium to speak. Everyone is so quiet that all I could hear was the piano softly playing "Amazing Grace." I think about him…I still can't believe it. My best friend. Dead. Just yesterday, he told me he was gay.
I couldn't be gay, just like I couldn't have caused his death. When he told me, someone overheard and asked me how I could be his friend anymore and I just couldn't stand the embarrassment. So I said it. I said I couldn't be friends with a fag. I said that right to his face and I walked away.
He left early; someone said he wasn't feeling well. I never thought—he was always so happy, so kind to everyone. And
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Dyke is
Dyke is love
Dyke is
The spiral notebook under your mattress that weeps and moans and laughs
and the deleted internet history
and the pride you feel even as you hide
Dyke is marching at Pride
knowing that you are
united with the queers
admitted to a community
because you are a dyke
and wondering if that may be ridiculous
Dyke is smashing gender roles
reclaiming words, labels
and breaking free of them
Dyke is drag kings and evening gowns
Mothers, daughters, families
Coming out, being outed, closet cases
Hesitating, deliberating
Questioning, persisting
Dyke is falling in love with a person, not a gender
and falling in love w
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Marriage Equality
I just want you to imagine with me for a moment.
Imagine you've found a person that completes you, that makes you feel happiness that you never thought possible.
They make you laugh.
They wipe away your tears.
You melt in their embrace.
Their kisses leave you breathless.
Their body, mind and soul, fit yours in what can only be described as perfection. To say you're in love with this person, is almost an understatement. You adore them. Everything they are, and everything they do.
Finally, the time in your lives comes when you want to be bonded together in a meaningful, significant way. You want to get married.
Now imagine, that you enc
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Again, a stream-of-thought process. However, it is something I would really like for my dad to read.
Edit: Wow...people like this. Ummm, thank you As I said above, this was more a stream-of-thought process, so I didn't think many people would read it, let alone 'fav' it.
Thank you all once again
Edit: Wow...people like this. Ummm, thank you As I said above, this was more a stream-of-thought process, so I didn't think many people would read it, let alone 'fav' it.
Thank you all once again
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O.O -Cries a little- I haven't read anything with that much powerful well written words in some time.
-Bows in respect-
Bravo good Sir, Bravo
-Bows in respect-
Bravo good Sir, Bravo