Reblog / My Two Mothers

This is a great short story from TRANSNATIONAL QUEER UNDERGROUND .


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  • TEXT BY: Nyar Afrika // Kenya || ILLUSTRATION BY: Elizabeth Watkin // USA

    My mothers are two women in love and they raised me just fine. They are the best example of a prefect family and I am forever thankful that they taught me how to respect everyone else’s identities and sexual orientation without bias.The post My Two Mothers appeared first on Transnational Queer Underground.

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I am NOT

I am NOT is a vent for my frustration, anxiety and depression for what i can’t say in real life because there is no point. 

I am NOT a looser, I am NOT a boom, I am NOT a faget, I am NOT a door-mate, I am NOT a punching-bag, I am NOT a personal maid, I am NOT the coze of your problems !!! 

I may be unemployed, I may be pinnylis, I may be homeless ( very soon ), I may be a lot of things but im NOT any of those things.                                                                                             Im a warm loving, caring person with Honer and respect for other people !!!

If you narcissistic, self hating ass hole’s can’t open your eye’s just a little to see that well then you can F-off, I don’t need you or want you in my life !!! My life is hard anufe with out you runing me down as well !!! Damit this is MY life NOT your’s i’ll live it my way right, wrong or indifferent !!!

If i live or die at lest i can die in peace because i have Honer and Respect in my heart for other people and my self !!!!!!   

I do not hate this people in-stead i pity them because they are forever blind to the real beauty of life !!! 


Poem / She Cried

She cried the day she was born.

She cried the day she died.

She cried for many rezones in her life.

She cried for being scared.

She cried for being hungry.

She cried for being alone.

She cried for being happy.

She cried for family.

She cried for frends.

She cried for strangers. 

She cried for love. 

She cried for ignorance.

She cried for hate. 

She cried for those that did not know how to cry. 


A little kindness

Just when you start to think the world around you is full of noting but ass-hat’s someone do’s something to show you other wise. 

I was in Walmart earlyr to day geting a little something to eat, as normal there was a lot of people in the express lane so i just went and stud in the regular check-out lane, the woman in-front of me had a fare amount of things in her cart i just stode there as she unloaded her cart wating pasontly when she stoped and looked at me and said ” if that is all you have go ahead of me ”  I thanked her and went and checked-out.

A little kindness can go a long way and bring a little joy to someone’s life.