Can life stop fucking with everyone in my life, please? Can it just fuck with me? I'm in a place where I can handle everything falling to pieces for a little bit-back off people who really deserve to revel in the good things.
Melody made me listen to this song on youtube...first of all, sweetest same-sex couple song I've ever heard (with the possible exception of the ORIGINAL I Kissed A Girl)...second, feels damn good to be able to relate to it.
Except for citing sources, Comp paper is done. Finished in about half an hour, and that was with pausing to e-mail Bri. Now I just have to work on my speech. May not pull an all nighter after all.
So...finishing up my speech...I needed one more source, so I decided to use a trailer from Boys Don't Cry (I'm doing Brandon Teena). Took forever to find the one I wanted, so I ended up watching the others...and even the one I chose breaks my heart. I almost cry whenever I...
I don't know how I'm going to survive that speech. I'm going to bring up someone in my life who has been touched by this kind of thing, and other famous cases. But...
Guys. It could be me. God forbid, you know? I'm not as stupid as Brandon in some ways, but even those of us who have been safe have been taken too soon. It's never our fault, but assholes do awful things and it only takes one second for...