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dannib333
dannib333
"Earth, without Art, is just Eh"
When i was 13 I thought that gay and straight were things that other people were People that weren't raised christian People that didn't have dads People that were abused People that i should pray for but not get close to when i was 14 my best friend came out as gay i didn't see it coming but i probably should have she wore ties every day and plaid shirts with the sleeves rolled up and cut her hair short as soon as she could but i didn’t see it because gay was other people when i was 14 i watched as the news spread like wildfire “did you hear? that girl is gay.” I watched as people slowly backed away from her people that knew her all her life that is, the people that didn’t cut her off instantly I watched as the youth group we had both attended asked her to leave I watched as her drama group kicked her out because they were afraid of the yearly camp we went to that somehow knowing that she was gay made her more likely to attack the other girls in their beds than the year before I watched. I didn’t do anything. what changed my mind wasn’t a change of perspective on queer people it still took me a year to decide being gay wasn’t wrong but i decided that my best friend was someone i would stick with because i loved her I quietly stayed. didn’t make a fuss, didn’t call people out when they called her names behind her back. I should have. but i didn’t. I didn’t join in, but i didn’t defend her i didn’t say to these people **** you that girl is beautiful and amazing and if you can’t see through your hatred then i don’t want to be your friend either but i didn’t . I didn’t go through what she did. I didn’t get kicked out of anything, i didn’t lose friends When i was 15, i got fed up I left that drama group. I stopped going to that church. I stepped away from those friends and even though i never said why the look on my face when i ran into them and they asked, “how’s she doing?” answered that question for them. I spent 24 hours examining my bible trying to find the verses that say being gay is wrong there were barely any and they were right next to verses that said eating pork was wrong or planting crops next to each other or wearing two different fabrics there was my answer. this isn't a story of my journey. This isn't me building myself up “hey, I wasn't as bad as those other people I’m good now” this is a story of how one person can change your life forever if i didn't have a gay best friend what a way to start a story, huh? if i didn't have a gay best friend then I would still be there quietly praying for the sins of others, but not trying to understand so don’t look at all Christians and say they’re awful they’re bigoted they’re judgmental because we are but often it’s because we don’t know any better teaching us kindly works leading by example.
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Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 12:31 PM UTC
If I Didn't Have a Gay Best Friend
When i was 13 I thought that gay and straight were things that other people were People that weren't raised christian People that didn't have dads People that were abused People that i should pray for but not get close to when i was 14 my best friend came out as gay i didn't see it coming but i probably should have she wore ties every day and plaid shirts with the sleeves rolled up and cut her hair short as soon as she could but i didn’t see it because gay was other people when i was 14 i watched as the news spread like wildfire “did you hear? that girl is gay.” I watched as people slowly backed away from her people that knew her all her life that is, the people that didn’t cut her off instantly I watched as the youth group we had both attended asked her to leave I watched as her drama group kicked her out because they were afraid of the yearly camp we went to that somehow knowing that she was gay made her more likely to attack the other girls in their beds than the year before I watched. I didn’t do anything. what changed my mind wasn’t a change of perspective on queer people it still took me a year to decide being gay wasn’t wrong but i decided that my best friend was someone i would stick with because i loved her I quietly stayed. didn’t make a fuss, didn’t call people out when they called her names behind her back. I should have. but i didn’t. I didn’t join in, but i didn’t defend her i didn’t say to these people **** you that girl is beautiful and amazing and if you can’t see through your hatred then i don’t want to be your friend either but i didn’t . I didn’t go through what she did. I didn’t get kicked out of anything, i didn’t lose friends When i was 15, i got fed up I left that drama group. I stopped going to that church. I stepped away from those friends and even though i never said why the look on my face when i ran into them and they asked, “how’s she doing?” answered that question for them. I spent 24 hours examining my bible trying to find the verses that say being gay is wrong there were barely any and they were right next to verses that said eating pork was wrong or planting crops next to each other or wearing two different fabrics there was my answer. this isn't a story of my journey. This isn't me building myself up “hey, I wasn't as bad as those other people I’m good now” this is a story of how one person can change your life forever if i didn't have a gay best friend what a way to start a story, huh? if i didn't have a gay best friend then I would still be there quietly praying for the sins of others, but not trying to understand so don’t look at all Christians and say they’re awful they’re bigoted they’re judgmental because we are but often it’s because we don’t know any better teaching us kindly works leading by example.
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My demons trying to escape. I can feel him. Pulling and tugging. Trying to do, Whatever he can To just break. Break apart from the emotions. Break apart from the tears. Break apart from the lies. He's trying to lead me But I won't follow. Where's he going? He'll break through soon I can already tell. Rip my chest open And pore out into he world. Will I follow, Who will know Once I stitch up the wounds, and he goes.
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Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 1:44 AM UTC
Follow My Demonds
Straight out of prison Wondering what I've been missing Right out of the gates I stuck out my thumb A van load of hippies All from Mississippi Stoped and asked, hey dude...what's going on I'm here for adventure Well hop in then Mister Adventure is what we're all about Now where we're all going There's no way of knowing A van of hippies and parolee freshly let out We ended up in Disney Me and all of the hippies Where we had caboodles of fun We met Mickey and he saw it When I lifted his wallet Now we're in the Magic Kingdom all on the run We split in different directions To throw off detection It's A Small World is where I made my mistake With that song stuck in my head It's a fate worse than death Prison now sounds like a wonderful place We rendezvoused in The Pirate's Of The Caribbean Where soon after, in came the law We all jumped from our boats Splashing around in the moat And had ourselves a good old fashioned pirate brawl We soon made our escape Out of exit door 88 Finding ourselves in Frontier Land at night Where in the middle of the street Were Mickey, Donald, and Goofy All with guns strapped to their sides We ran into a shop And bought guns on the spot All with Mickey's money...he's a mouse of a man Mickey squeeks we're going to ruff you up As Goofy holds up the cuffs And Donald says something we can't understand We had a shoot out With cap guns no doubt After all Disney runs a safe place Ran out of caps in our guns Which stopped our lives on the run The wrath of Mickey we all now would face After justice's hammer I'm now back in the slammer This time I made my own prison bed Now I cry every day What more can I say With It's A Small World still stuck in my head
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Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 1:38 AM UTC
Some Hippies, A Convict, And Mickey Mouse
Straight out of prison Wondering what I've been missing Right out of the gates I stuck out my thumb A van load of hippies All from Mississippi Stoped and asked, hey dude...what's going on I'm here for adventure Well hop in then Mister Adventure is what we're all about Now where we're all going There's no way of knowing A van of hippies and parolee freshly let out We ended up in Disney Me and all of the hippies Where we had caboodles of fun We met Mickey and he saw it When I lifted his wallet Now we're in the Magic Kingdom all on the run We split in different directions To throw off detection It's A Small World is where I made my mistake With that song stuck in my head It's a fate worse than death Prison now sounds like a wonderful place We rendezvoused in The Pirate's Of The Caribbean Where soon after, in came the law We all jumped from our boats Splashing around in the moat And had ourselves a good old fashioned pirate brawl We soon made our escape Out of exit door 88 Finding ourselves in Frontier Land at night Where in the middle of the street Were Mickey, Donald, and Goofy All with guns strapped to their sides We ran into a shop And bought guns on the spot All with Mickey's money...he's a mouse of a man Mickey squeeks we're going to ruff you up As Goofy holds up the cuffs And Donald says something we can't understand We had a shoot out With cap guns no doubt After all Disney runs a safe place Ran out of caps in our guns Which stopped our lives on the run The wrath of Mickey we all now would face After justice's hammer I'm now back in the slammer This time I made my own prison bed Now I cry every day What more can I say With It's A Small World still stuck in my head
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Remember that time at the beach. You were the first one with your clothes off. I think you were already a little drunk but you would have stripped down regardless. You never had anything to hide. Because of you I had the strength to stand bare-breasted and unafraid to all of the Atlantic Ocean and sing about sunshine and having life. You gave a number of people the courage to take their shells off that night. A bunch of naked hippies on the beach like a flock of seagulls with a little more heart. We thought we could change the world back then, and I guess we still can.
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Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 1:37 AM UTC
Naked hippies on the beach
Dreams make reality worse. They bring expectations up. They make everything seem okay. They make us happy, They make us laugh, They make us feel good, They make us love. And everything's okay. But then, In a matter of seconds, That dream is crushed! Devoured by reality. Reality has always been reality. Its never been good, Its never been bad. But once a dream can show that reality can be perfect, It sets your expectations up. Making reality, Which was once bearable, A living nightmare. Leaving us with pain, Sorrow, Hurt, Regret, Leaving us with feelings, Feelings we once had under control. Feelings that now control you. And these feelings will stay Until you learn to control them, Once. More.
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Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 1:21 AM UTC
Dreams vs Reality