I would like to say hello again to everyone. I know it's been years since I have updated any of my stories or started any new ones. I fell off the face of the earth if you will. There is a long story to explain my absence however I'm not going to post it on my profile. I may in time write about the things that have happened in the last few years. But here is a short little thing, I was married, things happened, I left and I've just now started finding my passions again including writing. I will be working on updating and completing all of my stories. I am working on a new one as well so there will also be that as well. It will take me some time to finish my stories as I have lost all pre-written chapters so I am starting from scratch. Please bare with me as I start to do something I love for the first time in years. -Much Love, Lover1420

A friend of mine asked me to list some of my favorite things so here it goes.

Favorite movie: Fireproof

Favorite song: Perfect by Ed Sheeran

Favorite color: Put any neon color with black and I will love it

Favorite hobby: Going to the gym

Favorite sport: I love football and hockey

Favorite food: Pasta

Favorite animal: All animals

Favorite author: Nicholas Sparks

Favorite book: The Rescue by Nicholas Sparks

Favorite quote: Fireproof doesn't mean a fire will never come, but that when it comes you'll be able to withstand it - Fireproof

Favorite drink (non-alcoholic) : Dr. Pepper

Favorite alcohol: Jack Daniels all the way

.••) .•) .•.•) .•)(.• (.•Pass the ribbon around if you know someone that has survived, died, or is living with cancer

I pray for wisdom to understand him, love to forgive him, and patience for his moods. Because if I pray for strength, I'll just beat the shit out of him.

If you're one of those people who get excited when you see just two reviews, paste this into your profile.

Who doesn't love comebacks that make the other person sound stupid?

HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG

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 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 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...& PEOPLE WHO THINK IT ISN'T ARE THE WRONG ONES... REPOST THIS!