tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62952410087238119702024-03-05T08:16:55.530-08:00The Rainbow Tour"Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind."
--William ShakespeareMiss Magenta and Autumn Bloginskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00952038682914572496noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6295241008723811970.post-25869273465323497602012-01-22T19:07:00.000-08:002012-01-22T19:07:31.560-08:00Personal Story<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #333333;">- Enough of the Lies -</span><br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #333333;" /><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #333333;">I'm a sixteen-year old f2m transsexual. My girlfriend and I have been together, completely in secret, for 11 months now. My parents are your classic homophobic Christians. Her parents accept the fact that there are gays out there, but both she and I know that if we came out to them, we'd be separated in an instant. Sure, it's fine for other people to be gay, but God forbid it's their own daughter. Not to mention, they hate me to begin with because she and I "hang out too much." We can't come out at home, we can't come out at school, we live in a small enough town that we can't be open anywhere for fear that someone will see, and everyone will know. We're just longing for the day that we turn eighteen and can finally be together. Together as the loving couple that we are. Our love is forbidden, but we are the star-crossed lovers, met through fate. She's my beautiful Juliet, and I'm her ever-loving Romeo. Love is love; it has no boundaries. When will the world see?</span><br style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #333333;" /></span><br />
<div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #333333; font-family: inherit;">-- Romeo</span></span></div>Miss Magenta and Autumn Bloginskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00952038682914572496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6295241008723811970.post-58836093057803271062011-10-11T20:07:00.000-07:002011-10-11T20:07:02.512-07:00Some Special Events!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguGIBWyjYNs7g9rozuu6UzN7OGjwaqOkQk90pxgYifsqQc_IbLSTWAmiet8XwtGLUog1__4hQXntRPTlctwt_EG74sEstK9TRid7fMZ_wtyLJrVSTTQaGdnzXukp8ca0L8JMusMaALHgw/s1600/web_rainbow_cool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="232" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguGIBWyjYNs7g9rozuu6UzN7OGjwaqOkQk90pxgYifsqQc_IbLSTWAmiet8XwtGLUog1__4hQXntRPTlctwt_EG74sEstK9TRid7fMZ_wtyLJrVSTTQaGdnzXukp8ca0L8JMusMaALHgw/s320/web_rainbow_cool.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Hello everyone! <br />
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I just thought that I'd update this blog for the first time in a long while with some important dates that might be of interest to you as part of the GLBT community and its supporters. Today (October 11, 2011) is <b>National Coming Out Day</b>! Of course, you don't <i>have</i> to come out today. The door is always there and you hold the key poised, whenever you're ready to come out. Today is a day to show your support and let those that have not yet come out yet know that it's safe to do so.<br />
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Next week, October 17-21 is <b>Ally Week</b>. This week is for those that have aligned themselves with the GLBT community that are standing up against anti-GLBT language, bullying, and other forms of harassment in the schools. If you would like to pledge to be an ally or register your student event, or even just get more information, you may click <a href="http://www.allyweek.org/about/index.cfm">HERE</a> and you will be taken to AllyWeek.org.<br />
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I just thought that I'd let you all know that we're still a functioning website and update you on any happenings that we come across. <br />
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As always, you're welcome to email us at Magenta.and.Autumn@gmail.com with your stories, art, videos, and/or special events that you feel are worth mentioning. We'd love to hear from you and don't forget to spread the word!<br />
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Thanks so much!<br />
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--The ModeratorsMiss Magenta and Autumn Bloginskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00952038682914572496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6295241008723811970.post-23611602066972088402011-06-27T19:56:00.000-07:002011-06-27T19:56:02.626-07:00Videos: Prop 8-- The Musical<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B_hyT7_Bx9o">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B_hyT7_Bx9o</a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I would have posted the video itself, but embedding was disabled, so the link will have to suffice for now.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Enjoy!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">--The Moderators</div>Miss Magenta and Autumn Bloginskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00952038682914572496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6295241008723811970.post-3415277920176091542011-06-27T19:48:00.000-07:002011-06-27T19:48:48.290-07:00Personal Story: The Origin of Words Part 1<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">I finally found out where the word "fag" comes from. I got so angry while reading this.</span><br />
<div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">The word "fag" in British means a cigarette. According to South Park, it means a person who rides a really loud motorcycle. But originally, it meant "a bundle of sticks". So how did this turn into a derogatory term for a gay person?</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Back when they burned witches, they didn't JUST burn witches. They would tie the witches to a stake and put little bundles of sticks around the bottom of it so the fire would have something to catch onto. And thats where they would put gay men. They would tie them up and set them on the sticks, then light them on fire. It was supposed to signify that homosexuality was worse than being a witch.</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">So next time anyone even <u>thinks</u> about using that word, think about what you're saying. </div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: right;">--<i>Submitted by Ezra Zee</i></div>Miss Magenta and Autumn Bloginskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00952038682914572496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6295241008723811970.post-48410735738295467552011-06-11T08:04:00.000-07:002011-06-11T08:04:40.464-07:00Writing-- Play<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Confession</span>...</b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">(We see a very tidy-looking living room. There is a white couch, a framed family portrait on the wall, a big red armchair next to the couch that is forming sort of an "L" shape with the couch, and a large wooden cross hanging up on the wall. A boy, MATTHEW, wearing a button-down and a semi-spiky haircut, is sitting on the armchair. His parents are on the couch. His dad is wearing a business suit and his mom is wearing a pink sweater set, white capris and a short blonde bob with bangs. MATTHEW keeps nervously messing with a ring on his right hand throughout the scene. The three of them are watching a cheesy sitcom on TV)</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Girl on TV: Oh my God, Becky, Timmy just totally asked me to the prom! –laugh track-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Dad: Hey, Matthew, don't you have a prom coming up soon?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Matthew: Ummm… -looks down and plays with ring, mumbles- yeah, I guess…</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Mom: Really? Are you planning on going with anyone? How about that cute little Cynthia from across the street? I'm sure she'd love to go with you…</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">-everyone freezes except Matthew. The lights go down, a spotlight on Matthew-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Matthew: This would be the perfect moment to tell them… -sigh- I wonder how they'll react when I do…</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">-Everyone un-freezes. The TV is still on in the background-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Matthew: Actually, guys, I was planning on going with someone. But, um, it's not Cynthia…</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Mom (casually, still watching TV): Really? Who is it, then?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Matthew: Well, me and Aaron decided to go together…</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Dad (also paying more attention to the TV than the conversation): Oh, so he didn't have a date either? </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Matthew: Um, not exactly. Umm… Could you guys turn the TV off for a minute? I have to tell you something…</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">-Dad turns off TV. Both look at him expectantly-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Matthew: Well, uh, mom, remember last week how you commented on how I haven't dated any girls since I was a freshmen?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Mom (misunderstanding): Oh, honey, you know I didn't mean anything bad, it's just that you're such a nice boy, and so handsome, and…</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Matthew (cutting her off): No, mom, that's not what I… -sighs, buries face in hands for a few seconds, then looks back up and tries again) Um, well, you see, when me and Aaron were 14, he told me that he thought he could possibly be, well… um… gay. And—</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Mom (cutting him off with a loud gasp): Do his parents know?!?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Dad: Wow, I'm amazed that you were still comfortable around him after that… -reaches over to put his hand on Matthew's shoulder. Matthew looks away- You truly are a good friend, son.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Matthew (still looking away, shrugs his dad's hand off and crosses his arms): Just… nevermind. Forget it. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">-A pause. Comprehension slowly dawns on them. Mom suddenly gasps. Dad leaps up from the couch so he is standing over his son.-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Dad: NO! NO! NO! YOUR MOTHER AND I DID NOT RAISE YOU TO BE LIKE THAT!!!!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">-Mom begins sobbing-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Dad: NO SON OF MINE WILL TAKE ANOTHER BOY AS A DATE TO HIS PROM!!!!!!!!!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Matthew (gulping. Holding back tears): I… I…</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">-Dad suddenly walks across the room, facing the wall. He runs his hand through his hair. Matthew gets up to sit next to his mom on the couch and tries to comfort her, but she turns away from him-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Mom (quietly, almost to herself): My son… My only son… Is a sinner. –sobs-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Matthew: Mom, don't say that. If being gay was a sin, why would God make me this way?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">-Mom just sobs harder-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">-long pause-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Dad: Matthew… I can't let you see Aaron anymore.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Matthew: Dad, no! That's not fair!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Dad (turn to face him and shouts): LIFE ISN'T FAIR!!!!!!!!!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">-Pause. Mom still sobbing.-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Dad: I can't be here right now.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">-leaves-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Matthew: …Mom…?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Mom (quietly): I can't… look at you… right now…</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">-leaves the room-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">-Matthew buries his face in his hands. Lights go down for a second, then come back up-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Dad: Hey, Matthew, don't you have a prom coming up soon?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Matthew: Ummm… -looks down and plays with ring, mumbles- yeah, I guess…</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Mom: Really? Are you planning on going with anyone? How about that cute little Cynthia from across the street? I'm sure she'd love to go with you…</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">-long pause-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">Matthew: …No… I think I'm just going to do something else that night.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">-Matthew gets up and leaves the room. His parents keep watching TV, totally clueless.-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #2c3635; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 18px;">-lights fade out-</span><br />
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The Moderators</b></span></span>Miss Magenta and Autumn Bloginskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00952038682914572496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6295241008723811970.post-26323553997452857212011-03-07T20:16:00.000-08:002011-03-07T20:16:43.661-08:00PictureJust a warning: the following picture sent in to us contains some offensive language. Consider yourself warned, you may proceed...<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk-0vRF8J2B79GVdS3JPZiSJR70YKixaNBnUWlSo5G3w5c2lycVedVW5tTZJ8abqeYV6Ex-3WqlTY1dAcs0bHquBTyK0uG28sAPUo1Vv2TZjZft8Dqh0I_FCY5xnwXEq8T_092woxdDrU/s1600/tumblr_lgkli8NjKW1qcdzblo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="281" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk-0vRF8J2B79GVdS3JPZiSJR70YKixaNBnUWlSo5G3w5c2lycVedVW5tTZJ8abqeYV6Ex-3WqlTY1dAcs0bHquBTyK0uG28sAPUo1Vv2TZjZft8Dqh0I_FCY5xnwXEq8T_092woxdDrU/s320/tumblr_lgkli8NjKW1qcdzblo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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This picture is now available on the Art page.Miss Magenta and Autumn Bloginskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00952038682914572496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6295241008723811970.post-4698289683446923852010-12-26T18:35:00.000-08:002010-12-26T18:35:07.793-08:00Spread the Word!Hello everyone!<br />
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Miss Magenta and Autumn, ModeratorsMiss Magenta and Autumn Bloginskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00952038682914572496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6295241008723811970.post-45724322137540263352010-12-22T22:43:00.000-08:002010-12-22T22:45:15.598-08:00Dear Louise...Dear Louise,<br />
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I've known you since the first day we met in second grade. I've been in love with you for a shorter amount of time, but almost as long. I've never said anything to you. I was afraid of what people would think about me. No, that's a lie. They can think what they want. I was afraid of what everyone would be brave enough to say to my face or write on my Facebook wall (if you can consider that bravery). I didn't want to drag you into that. You don't deserve it.<br />
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Any love letter that I've ever read has something to say about what they like about the person they're for. It's the cheesiest thing, but it's my favorite part.<br />
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Your hair always smells of strawberries and it reminds me of when our moms used to take us to the strawberry fields in town (they were community gardens, really. An old lady used to come by a couple times of week to tend her strawberries. When her hands and knees became so arthritic it pained her to do anything she loved, we continued her legacy and sent her pictures). We would go down there and we would pick handfuls of strawberries, keeping half for everyone else to eat, and eating the other half ourselves.<br />
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Your eyes tell me that there's more to you than I can possibly know. I love a good mystery-worth-solving.<br />
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Your smile makes every trouble melt away-- global warming, war, poverty, hunger, death...<br />
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Louise, I said that I was in love with you shortly after I met you. It was that day we went to Lucille Reinhardt's dress-up birthday party. You picked out this blue Cinderella dress that I loved on you. I still remember that dress and the way you looked. I think that was the day that I realized who I was... even though I didn't have a word for it yet.<br />
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In a few days, we'll graduate from high school. I know that we'll be on opposite coasts, but maybe, if you want, we can try and make something work. If you don't, I'll completely understand and I'll never ask you about it again.<br />
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I hope that you'll at least still want to be my friend, because I love you in that sense above all and I don't want anything to ruin that.<br />
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Let me know, you know how to contact me.<br />
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Sincerely (or Love, if you'll have me),<br />
Amanda<br />
<div style="text-align: right;">--<i>Jude</i>, 12/23/10<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">This short story is now available to viewing on the 'Writing' page!</div></div>Miss Magenta and Autumn Bloginskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00952038682914572496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6295241008723811970.post-89476314147081685962010-12-22T22:05:00.000-08:002010-12-22T22:05:11.721-08:00WritingIt was the way he smelled that did it.<br />
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I guess it had been building up for a long time, but I just sort of lost control when I noticed the way he smelled. It's a smell that's impossible to describe-- a combination of laundry detergent, old spice, and something else with no name to it.<br />
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Or maybe it was his eyes. He just had this way of looking at me. His eyes on mine filled me with the kind of feeling that is only described in some of the sappier love stories out there. Like stepping into the sunlight on the first warm day of spring.<br />
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God, I sound like a teenage girl or something...<br />
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It doesn't really matter what made me do it at this point. All that matter is that I did it, and now there's no way to take it back.<br />
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I had always suspected that I was... well... not exactly straight. I thought of girls as just friends and nothing more. Still, I had never met a guy or a girl that I would ever consider dating.<br />
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Then, last year, I met Victor.<br />
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There was just something about the way he talked to me, the way he wasn't afraid to hug me, and how he never labeled himself. He said, "I might be bi. I'm not sure yet, but you never know-- I could meet a guy that I like enough to date one day."<br />
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We were pretty tight. We hung out all the time, and every once in a while... well... it seemed like he felt the same way about me. And today we were at his house, and he was looking at me... and I kissed him. Then he kissed me back for a few seconds... but then he pulled away.<br />
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And just looked down at his feet..<br />
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I just left.<br />
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Well, at least now he knows.<br />
<div style="text-align: right;">--<i>Maria Svetlana Carion</i></div>Miss Magenta and Autumn Bloginskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00952038682914572496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6295241008723811970.post-45783226808108144792010-12-22T21:47:00.000-08:002010-12-22T21:49:27.319-08:00Personal Story<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">when i was younger no one wanted me to be a bi sexual they say its wrong and then i still dont listen to haters</span><br />
<div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">--<i>Anonymous</i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br />
</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">This story is now available to be read on the 'Personal Stories' page along with others! Your story could be told next!</span></div>Miss Magenta and Autumn Bloginskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00952038682914572496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6295241008723811970.post-24084252698005829882010-12-22T20:48:00.000-08:002010-12-22T20:50:01.365-08:00Personal StoryMy school is not one of the most supportive. if you change your hair people judge you, if you dress differently then everybody else people start talking stuff about you. So imagine how I feel... I'm bi-sexual and have been for about 2 years. I have told a limited amount of people. Only 2 of my family members are aware, my cousin and my sister. I told a couple of my close friends that I know I can trust. One of my best friends is also bi-sexual. She is dating another girl that I am also friends with. Some people from our school know and are giving them crap about it. She told me that she was afraid of going back to school because if something did happen she wasn't sure of who she could talk to. That Is kind of a scary thought because it got me thinking that if I was going through that in such a public place as a school, I probably wouldn't know who to talk to either. I went out with a girl a couple months ago but not in such a public place. I think that if I had been more public about it I would need so much more support from the people that I love the most.... That's what I'm giving everyone else.<br />
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<div align="right"><em>--Anonymous</em></div><div align="right"><br />
</div><div align="center">This story is available under the 'Personal Stories' tab and can be viewed at any time!</div>Miss Magenta and Autumn Bloginskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00952038682914572496noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6295241008723811970.post-54521244819664967362010-12-22T15:12:00.000-08:002010-12-22T20:54:12.632-08:00Art<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwhO9Mmxz4-6Ozxogvah9vr_gBpRHlAAngHtuiDSH-NpUzVJcrm1TzNzI7WasafXxX2UvEABC3YBJTcdsOALOkfurZM0THBNvmvbHS3Nx-4JvVjxFNHXy6qo8wlwoqTKqDzJOfqYgwXIQ/s1600/rainbow+eye+thing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="185" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwhO9Mmxz4-6Ozxogvah9vr_gBpRHlAAngHtuiDSH-NpUzVJcrm1TzNzI7WasafXxX2UvEABC3YBJTcdsOALOkfurZM0THBNvmvbHS3Nx-4JvVjxFNHXy6qo8wlwoqTKqDzJOfqYgwXIQ/s400/rainbow+eye+thing.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Created by Ezra Zee</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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