Life In Dreaming

Hi. The name's Taylor. I live in a little white trash town in foggy and sometimes sunny California. I have black hair that I always straighten, light brown eyes that are always surrounded by a thick layer of black eyeliner, and I am short and skinny-ish.
I love music. It's my first love, always and forever. I am not exactly friendly, but I am, in a sarcastic way.









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FUCK YOU MTV!





The End

The Ten Commandments of a Chemical Romance
1.Thou shall not put a gun to thy lover's head.
2.Thou shall be willing to die for love.
3.Thou shall seek revenge on those who wrong you.
4.Thou shall be a demolition lover.
5.Thou shall unleash the bats.
6.Thou shall protect thy lover from everything. (even vampires)
7.Thou shall respect the lords , Gerard , Frank , Mikey , Bob , Ray
8.Thou shall sing the holy hymns of the chemical romance.
9.Thou shall see beauty in bloody love.
10.Thou shall rock hard.

HOMOPHOBIA IS GAY

I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
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 daughter long before her 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 mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised.
The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
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 woman.
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 woman who died when the EMT s 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 didn't 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 I'm a lesbian, 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"
---IF YOU BELIEVE THAT HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG... REPOST THIS---


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THE END, OAKLAND,CA, MARCH 15, 2007 <333333333333333333




Hm. Oh yes, and one more thing. I am crazy about Frank Iero...............................................

I am more crazy about a man named Sid Vicious..................................................

Sid's dead, but the good die young.





And I love these things......................