Equal Love, Equal Rights.
It amazes me that states are still supporting, passing, and standing behind laws that do not give equal rights to your: brothers, sisters, sons, daughters, cousins, neighbors, cops, firefighters, military, teachers, bankers, artists, friends… When will America get their shit together and realize we have bigger things that affect us ALL going on that needs to be worried about. Who cares who I WANT TO MARRY!?!? Let’s talk health care, social security, safety, medical research, education…… and spend less time and money stopping two people who love each other from receiving equal rights.
Fuck.
Oh, Missy Elliott… let’s get coffee and discuss our next project.
bradley-josephx asked: I LOVE YOU. AND MISS YOU. LET'S GET MARRIED.
Awww. I love and miss you too. Where? Vegas! letsgo!
It’s the small things that make me happy.
I made my first .gif tonight. It’s the new Twitter icon for @FHfans !
Anonymous asked: Does the religious faith of your close friends acknowledge and support gays as worthy of the right to marry? If not, does that effect your closeness with said friends? If not, how do you reconcile that?
I honestly do not spend enough time speaking about religion with my friends. Maybe that is what has kept us so close? Some of my friends are very religious in their faith, and some have no real religion. All of my friends have love and compassion in their hearts. I haven’t met a friend yet that has boldly told me that gays should not have the right to marry. Most of my friends are liberal. I should really ask more of my friends their stance on religion and gay marriage; although I really don’t feel like they are meant to mix. ;)
Anonymous asked: Q&A: Were the people around you supportive of you when you first came out?
Yes. I’ve always had the full support of my friends and family. The first day, maybe not so much from a few. They came around. I learned later that others had issues (a few straight guy friends). I distanced myself from them slowly. I don’t have enough room in my life for stupid, fear, or fake. All in all - I really look back on it as a very good feeling and had a lot of support.
Anonymous asked: What makes you feel Kelly C. Is gay?
Because she likes to lick vagina.
Enough silence.
Disclaimer: I am sick (literally, a cold) and find myself in bed hungry but no taste for anything. There will be spelling errors. Carry on.
Hi. For a month I worked my butt off in a routine and schedule and diet. I found some results, but really it wasn’t a number game for me. It was a ‘wow I feel amazing’ game. Then something happened inside my heart and I was broken. I didn’t want to blog about it, or make a video. Maybe I should have? The thing is… I guess I wasn’t ready to share my darkness. The road block that hit me in the chest; hard.
Where do I really start from there? here?
First - I miss having a routine work out. I’ve spent the last few weeks doing a lot of outside work (landscaping the house!) and it has felt great. I’ve been surrounded by a lot of great fun. However, I really need to be more physical. I’ve gone on a few lengthy walks here and there, but this should be routine right now. Changing that Tuesday. Getting back in the game. I miss feeling that work out high!
Next - I have to say this because it is on my mind. It has been on my mind for the past few months, and slowly it has festered. I cannot deal with people who talk the talk but do not walk the walk. I cannot deal with the ‘yay! look what I’ve done!’ and they haven’t really done it, at all. Several of my friends have been inspirational in their routines of working out and eating healthy. It is very inspiring. I’m talking real in person best friends, to coworkers, to old friends that have moved away, to you all…. my twitter/facebook/tumblr people. It is amazing. I just hope that you’re doing it for you, for your health, and not for the pat on the back. There is one person whom I love and think is so wonderful, but they are doing that. Faking it and not ‘til they make it, but…. just faking it. They are cheating themselves and that is the tragedy. I do not think that they see it. Maybe they will read this and realize it is them I am speaking about. I’m not being mean, just real. I don’t think anyone else in your life is being real. Ever. Just saying.
And finally - as for my heart. It’s healing quite well. I find with each experience I learn a valuable lesson. This one is one I will hold forever in so many ways.
Always remember: you cannot force change, honesty, and love.
I’m back on the road to being ‘me’ and for the first time in a good month or two, it feels nice.
xoxo,
D.
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