A little Explaining
I don't know if anyone will really notice,
but I am moving my post somewhere else. I do not yet know where. But I am not happy with the direction this site is going in, so I am storing my works elsewhere until I can find a better place to post.
Most of my works will be deleted off of this site soon. I will leave some that I still want people here to be able to see, and the ones that I think people enjoyed.
I may still post from time to time, but for now I am finished.
Privilege is not thinking there is a problem because it is not a problem for you. Equal Rights is not Gay Privilege.
I was told that the LGBTQIA+ community was upset because not everyone liked them. That they were mad because they wanted everyone to be like them.
I think differently.
I think that people like me demand change because they know there are people who are being killed because they are not straight, or are not cisgender.
They know that mental illness is higher in kids in the community because of harassment. (And yes, mental illness can have a cause.)
That is why I demand change.
I am tired of people thinking we want Gay Privilege. We want the same rights as you. And you know what. Maybe we want the privilege to walk outside our room or our house without the ever growing fear of being killed or hurt.
And that is not a privilege we have, but it is one that we all should have. It should not be considered a privilege at all.
It is the bear minimum.
We are not mad that because not everyone likes us, we all know that people will hate us forever.
We just ask for the right to love who we want and for you to not kill us for it.
To whom it will concern
I wish I could tell you that you are going to survive this, but I cannot.
Only you can discover that.
I know that it is hard right now. That you can see yourself "getting bad" again.
All I can tell you is stay close with your friends, do not push them away. They are your friends, they are not there because they "just feel bad for you."
Your a not a box to check on a list of "types of friends you need"
I cannot tell you you will survive this,
but if you tell yourself that, maybe you can.
I wish you happier days
-A person who wished they had been told this sooner.
Who knew it would be you
I had never seen you before.
I never saw you again after.
You came in in a blaze of fury and defeated my enemies.
You saved the day.
It may have been something small, something you have already forgotten.
But you did save me, you gave me time.
Now I return the favor and do what you did ten fold.
I am the hero of this story,
but you were the catalyst.
Without your single page in my thousand page story.
the story would have been a lot shorter.
Silence hardly ever cures anything.
Silence allows evil people to believe they are right.
Silence allows wounds to fester.
Silence allows people to remain hurt.
Silence is only a cure for those who walk on others.
Silence allows them to rise without opposition.
Silence allows them to remain unchanging.
Silence is victory for them.
Silence is not a cure,
but it is not the disease either.
Disease would imply it is the cause,
the reason for hurt, sometimes it is, but more often it is not.
Silence is the denial of the disease.
Silence is the pain killer,
it makes your problems temperarily go away,
but you still know they are there
and eventually it will stop working.
A letter to the dead.
I know this is probably pointless, after all, you never believed in an afterlife.
I miss you. I miss you a lot.
I didn't expect you to leave my life, ever. We both assumed that I would be the one to die young and you would live to see a thousand worlds end.
Who knew hate would take you from me? Who knew someone would hurt you just because you were a little different.
I miss you. I don't think I will ever not miss you.
You were the only one who kept me together. I needed you. I needed you a lot. You are the only reason I didn't die three years ago.
or two years ago,
or six months ago.
or three weeks ago.
but then someone had to go and ruin it all. They had to go barge into your life and kill you. They killed you because your name was Moth and not Henry. They killed you because you lived the life you wanted, and because you were not afraid to hid it.
Moth I don't know how long I can last without you. You were my other half. You were the one who showed me living was worth it. I cannot do it without you.
Moth? Why were you the one who got a bullet to the skull?
Why wasn't it me?
You deserved the world.
You were my world.
Every person knows royals don't marry for love, there is always some sort of deal attached.
That is why you made my parents marry.
Look what happened to them.
They both burned in the fire of your castle, the castle I am now bound to for all eternity.
I will forever be reminded of you and your mistakes.
When I am free, hellfire will rain.
I will kill all those who used to worship you, who followed you, and who fought you.
I will make the land flow the the blood of those who were responsible for my parents death and those who helped you.
No one will be safe from my wrath.
Everyone has a skeleton in their closet,
I intend to find them, expose them, then end them.
You better hope I never get free.