I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday. . .

I am the boy kicked out of my home because I confided in my mother that I am gay.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our son long before his time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the father who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit father because I now live with another man.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a man.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didnt have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends im gay, because they constantly make fun of them.

I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson"

THINK ABOUT IT GUYS, I AM THAT BOY WHO NEVER FINISHED HIGH SCHOOL CAUSE I GOT CALLED A FAG EVERYDAY. HOMOPHOBIA AINT COOL, SO COME ON GUYS > > >BE HOMOWISE

Thanks Andy

Not Again!!!!!!!

Isnt it nice to know one of your friends is a thief. In the three months I have lived at Somerfield Street, I HAVE HAD STUFF STOLEN THREE TIMES.....

First Time... Cash!!!!
Second Time.. My 80Gb Black iPod!!!!
Third Time... Cash Again!!!!

Whoever it was SHAME ON YOU you selfish cunt!!!!

That last lot of money was for my daughters 5th birthday present. She will be having a lean birthday gift this year and no treats !!

The person responsible is one of my (supposed) Bebo friends AND YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.

So if / when you read this, TAKE CAREFUL HEED OF THE FOLLOWING...

"The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the SELFISH and the tyranny of EVIL men. And I will strike down upon thee with great VENGEANCE and FURIOUS ANGER those who would attempt to poison and destroy. And you will know my name is the Lord WHEN I LAY MY VENGEANCE UPON THEE."

You have fucked with the wrong person.

Judgement Day approaches.....

Thanks for everyone who turned up to the 70th party. Nice to see ya's all.

Photos online soon.

Pull ya pants down.
Marty