(Source: richardthecat)
I want my first marriage to be my only marriage.
but I won’t get married at all because I know it wouldn’t be.
I’d just like to be able to legally marry.
I never asked to be born thirteen years after my closest sibling.
I never asked to indoctrinated since birth to believe I’ll burn if I’m “sinful”.
I never asked to watch my brother rot away on a hospital bed from chemo and cancer.
I never asked to watch my family fall apart, while my brother’s life just failed.
I never asked to go with mom, until her new husband threw me into a wall while he was tweaking.
I never asked to watch her be held down, beaten, and beer poured over her bare body.
I never asked to be given back to dad, just to watch him drink his life away.
I never asked to be the one he let his hurt and anger out on after losing his entire life’s work.
I never asked to walk down the street with his crack head girl friend, watching out for cops so she could hit the rock.
I never asked to be pinned to a couch, choked to near unconsciousness, thrown into a locked room with the power pulled.
I never asked to have to beg and plead “Daddy please don’t get rid of me, please quit hating me, please quit drinking…. I promise I’ll be better”
I never asked to have a drunk father, a meth freak mother, a dead brother.
I never asked to be tormented at school.
I never asked for my wal-mart clothes to deem me uncool.
I never to go without heat, electricity, or even running water.
I never asked to have to boil bath water.
I never asked to be a social outcast.
I never asked to discover I was different from everyone else.
I never asked to called a faggot…. and for it to be true.
I never asked to be alone, razor on skin.
I never asked to be suicidal, with no will to live.
I never asked to be addicted, for just seeking relief.
I never asked to wrong, by just being me.
I never asked to be an abomination, forsaken even by God.
I never asked to live in fear of being stabbed, killed, or beaten with rods.
I never asked to raped, my freedom taken from me.
I never asked to remember just how bad he hurt me.
I never asked to be stuck in this shitty house.
I never asked for a family who can’t help me get out.
I never asked to lose friends, over things I can’t change.
I never asked my sister to move away.
I never asked to be part of a lost generation.
I never asked to be born into a hypocritical nation.
I never asked to be here, writing this now.
I never asked to be a lost voice in the crowd.
I never asked for any of these things.
All I’m asking is, they do not ruin me.
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She’s bisexual though…?
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