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-------1semana.
Hoy cumplí una semana de nacido, ¡Que alegría haber llegado a este mundo.


----------------1 mes. Mi mama me cuida muy bien. Es una mama ejemplar.

------------2 mes. Hoy me separaron de mi mama. Ella estaba muy inquieta, y con sus ojos vidriosos, me dijo adiós. Esperando que mi nueva "familia humana" me cuidara también como ella lo había hecho.

---------------4 meses.
He crecido rápido; todo me llama la atención. Hay varios niños en la casa que para mi son como "hermanitos". Somos muy inquietos, ellos me jalan la cola y yo les muerdo jugando.

---------------5 meses.
Hoy me regañaron. Mi ama se molesto porque me hice "pipi adentro de la casa; pero nunca me habían dicho donde debo hacerlo. Además duermo en la recamara... !Ya no me aguantaba!

-----------8 meses.
Soy un perro feliz. Tengo el calor de un hogar; me siento tan seguro, tan protegido. Creo que mi familia humana me quiere y me consiente mucho. Cuando están comiendo me convidan. El patio es para mi solito y me doy vuelo escarbando como mis antepasados los lobos, cuando esconden la comida. Nunca me educan. Ha de estar bien todo lo que hago.

-------------12 meses.
Hoy cumplí un año. Soy un perro adulto. Mis amos dicen que crecí más de lo que ellos pensaban. Que orgullosos se deben de sentirse de mi.

-------------13 meses.
Que mal me sentí hoy. Mi "hermanito" me Quito la pelota. Yo nunca agarro sus juguetes. Así que se la quite. Pero mis mandíbulas se han hecho muy fuertes, así que lo lastime sin querer. Después del susto, me encadenaron casi sin poderme mover al rayo del sol. Dicen que van a tenerme en observación y que soy ingrato. No entiendo nada de lo que pasa.

-------------15 meses.
Ya nada es igual... vivo en la azotea. Me siento muy solo. mi familia ya no me quiere. A veces se les olvida que tengo hambre y sed. Cuando llueve no tengo techo que me cobije.

--------------16 meses.
Hoy me bajaron de la azotea. De seguro mi familia me perdono y me puse tan contento que daba saltos de gusto. Mi rabo parecía un abanico. Encima de eso, me van a llevar con ellos de paseo. Nos enfilamos hacia la carretera y de repente se pararon. Abrieron la puerta y yo me baje feliz creyendo que haríamos nuestro "día de campo". No comprendo por que cerraron la puerta y se fueron. "¡Oigan, esperen!" -ladre... se olvidan de mi. Corrí detrás del carro con todas mis fuerzas. Mi angustia crecía al darme cuenta, que casi me desvanecía y ellos no se detendrían: Me habían olvidado.

---------------17 meses.
He tratado en vano de buscar el camino de regreso a casa. Me siento muy solo y estoy perdido. En mi sendero hay gente de buen corazón que me ve con tristeza y me da algo de comer. Yo les agradezco con mi mirada y desde el fondo con mi alma. Yo quisiera que me adoptaran y seria leal como ninguno. Pero solo dicen "pobre perrito", se ha de haber perdido.

----------18 meses.
El otro día pase por una escuela y vi a muchos niños y jóvenes como mis "hermanitos". Me acerque, y un grupo de ellos, riéndose, me lanzo una lluvia de piedras "a ver quien tenia mejor puntería". Una de esas piedras me lastimo el ojo y desde entonces ya no veo con el.

----------19 meses.
Parece mentira, cuando estaba mas bonito se compadecían mas de mi. Ya estoy muy flaco; mi aspecto ha cambiado. Perdí mi ojo y la gente mas bien me saca a escobazos cuando pretendo echarme en una pequeña sombra.

------------------20 meses.
Casi no puedo moverme. Hoy al tratar de cruzar la calle por donde pasan los coches, uno me arrollo. Según yo estaba en un lugar seguro llamado "cuneta", pero nunca olvidare la mirada de satisfacción del conductor, que hasta se ladeo con tal de centrarme. Ojala me hubiera matado, pero solo me disloco la cadera. El dolor es terrible, mis patas traseras no me responden y con dificultades me arrastre hacia un poco de hierba a la ladera del camino. Tengo 10 días bajo el sol, la lluvia, el frió, sin comer. Ya no me puedo mover. El dolor es insoportable. Me siento muy mal; quede en un lugar húmedo y parece que hasta mi pelo se esta cayendo. Alguna gente pasa y ni me ve; otras dicen: "No te acerques" Ya casi estoy inconsciente; pero alguna fuerza extraña me hizo abrir los ojos. La dulzura de una voz me hizo reaccionar. "Pobre perrito, mira como te han dejado", decía unca chica con el cabello negro... junto a ella venia un señor de pelo gris, empezó a tocarme y dijo: "Lo siento muchucha, pero este perro ya no tiene remedio, es mejor que deje de sufrir. " A la gentil chica de 15 se le salieron las lágrimas y asintió. Como pude, moví el rabo y la mire agradeciéndole me ayudara a descansar. Solo sentí el piquete de la inyección y me dormí para siempre pensando en porque tuve que nacer si nadie me iba a querer.
La imagen es de :iconelenaguevara: saque la idea cuando la vi en su galeria :(
La chica que sale en la ultima pagina es Isabella Adorescente ^^

íNo abandanon a sus mascotas! VEN CUANTO SUFREN?!
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Gender Blind

I'll make a promise, here today
To love you, in every way
I'll always listen, to what you say
No matter what, it'll be okay

This poem is to say, and tell everyone I know
That in every way, I've started to grow
I'm seeing who I am, seeing where I want to go
I'm listening to my heart, moving with the flow

I realized somewhere, not too far along the line
That boy or girl or anything else, for me will be fine
If I truly love you, I'll do anything to make you mine
And I'll be hoping, that you won't decline

Truth be told, I'm gender blind
No matter what, I will be kind
If you stay with me, soon you'll find
What it's like, to be gender blind.
Take this as you may, I don't really care how you take it. Maybe it's true, and from the heart? But maybe it's all Bullsh** that I wrote for something to do. What will you believe? thanks everyone, love you all <3 :3

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I wanted to cry out,
But the tears stayed away,
I wanted to scream,
But I chocked on the words,

I waited for the sunlight,
Waited for that reassurance,
That came with sun,
But never felt it's warmth,
Against my skin,

I wished for a rainbow,
And a star filled sky,
I wished for your love,
But only felt cold emotions,

I just wished I understood,
Why you pushed me so far away,
When all I tried to do,
Was make you so proud,

I waited for your smile,
Waited for words of a praise,
That came from a loving mother,
But never got to hear them,
When you forced me away,

I just wish I understood,
Why I never brought you happiness,
When all I tried to do,
Was make you happy with me,

I wanted to cry out,
My heart screamed for me to let it all go,
The emotions called for it,
But all I could ever do was hold back,

I waited for the sunlight,
I wished for a rainbow,
I waited for your smile,
I wished for a star filled sky,
And I wished for your love,

I wish I could lock these emotions up,
In a small heart shaped box,
And throw away the key,
Maybe than I'd be able to be happy,

I wanted to cry out,
But the tears stayed away,
I wanted to scream,
But I chocked on the words…
"I just wished you cared for me,
like a loving mother should,
but I never felt the love,
that came with being a child."
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For #truly-you-will-do's contest, "Emotions."
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I am tearing
down the walls
of insolence with
my fist firmly
planted at the
back of your skull.

You bleed and
beg forgiveness,
but my mind is
tainted with hatred.
I break your will
as you crave release.

My glare sets your
soul aflame as you
crave redemption.

(I am your
burning Hell,
I am your
Messiah of pain).

On your knees,
I pull the trigger
and patiently wait
for you to expire.

Bleed for me
like you bleed
for lost life,
dwelling upon
so many things
that no longer
bring you joy.

-Brian Shuffett
August 10th, 2010
I am the thing that makes you sick,
I am the blame that gets placed quick;
detect the crack within your lie.

I'll be the wrath of your disdain,
I'll be the fear in you ingrained;
become the facts that you deny.

I can feel this pain is real
I hate deep down inside.
-Machine Head; Ten Ton Hammer
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Do you see
a monster
when you look in my eyes?

Do you see a devil
in disguise?

Is there not a heart
beating in my chest?

Will your fear ever
be lain to rest?

Are there any
among us
you can trust?

Or will fear
forever
make us a disgust.

Will you hold me
to every wrong

or will you someday
see the right?


I am not a dog
who loves to fight -

I am a dog
who is no different,

I want love and compassion,
to provide you full
dedication.

I envy those breeds
for which every man loves
without restriction.

I am left in shelters,
a happy dog, still,
and I am forgotten
your hate leaving me ill

in the minds of others
who look for a dog,
I am not the first they seek,
no,
I am the distant monster
in the fog.

I am the one who will tear
the world apart.

I am the one
with the shrunken heart .

I am the one
who will leave you in pain.

But truly,
I am the one
who will
never sing
again.

For it is I,
who through all my
caring devotion

will suffer and mourn,
who will be left behind,
who will be buried.

oh, but I have no pride
in being the 'tough dog'

as you see, I am the one
whose fate is unsung.



Don't look at me
and say
'that dog is
no good,
turn the other way'

to your child who will,
one day pass that along,
and as you can see,

you have put me on
another chain

invisible
but oh
so
strong,

for if you bind me
with this invisible steel,
you see,
I will never get
the chance to be free.

This fighting chant is
the fight of my heart,
which is the strongest of all.

It is within my soul
to be man's best friend,
so please,
just this once,
release me from
one of my chains,


for I will always
be willing to change.
I've been doing a lot of research on pit bulls (I'm going to be giving a speech on why pit bulls should NOT be feared), and, it wasn't until I went into this research that I realized that there truly are, very, very true "hate" groups out there. I understood it was a feared breed, however, I never knew it was to such an extent.

One site said that pit bulls are terrible dogs in every way they possibly could. They claimed that a good pit bull was a myth, pretty much, in saying that it is NOT the deed, but it IS the breed that is an issue.

This particular source even went as far as to say people who own pit bulls are "not normal" and that they are under a "Lion tamer" mind frame. What? They are comparing pit bulls to lions? =/


They also said pit bull owners are the only ones standing up for the breed because they are trying to "make money" on their puppies, or something ridiculous like that. Uhm, so, every pit bull owner MUST be breeding their dogs, right? And also, anyone who doesnt own one, MUST be 'intelligent' enough to realize the breed is bad? Haha.

They are so wrong. I've never owned a pit bull, yet, here I am, standing up for them with all my heart.


Oh, and, if that wasn't enough they decided to make a quote of their own:

"Prevent the deed, regulate the breed!" Yep, they couldn't say one nice thing about pit bulls at all.

Really mature they were. In fact, I even purchased a pit bull magazine for this research project, and, guess what, at least a pro- pit bull source was willing to point out they do have flaws.


At least I'm willing to admit they do have flaws, and they certainly aren't for everyone. But that does not make them a bad dog.



Anyway, this is for all those pitties out there in shelters who are sadly being put in bad positions due to this negative image that has been placed upon such a beautiful breed of dog.

Most dogs in shelters end up there due to people not researching the breed before purchasing it. PLEASE do your research before you get a dog. Just because a dogs looks are particular to your interest, does not mean the dogs needs will be in line with what you're wanting in a dog.




Thanks to everyone who read the poem :)
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      I see the hate in their eyes. The way they look at the mirror with disgust. They don't seem themselves. They see a false reflection. They see their outer selves as all that they are and they see nothing deeper. These people see no use in themselves. They don't realize how beautiful they are, and they don't se the hope and love within them. I want to show those people their flaws, in other words what makes them special. That's what flaws are essentially, something that separates us apart from others.  Our outer selves are only one part of our whole self. You have a big nose; well you might just have a big heart too. You have brown eyes that you don't like, well maybe that's a symbol of the warmth you have inside you. We all have those days when the mirror is our worst enemy and we think awful things of ourselves. That doesn't mean that during those days everyone else thinks your ugly, most people will love you for who you are on the outside just as much as they love you inside.  There is more than an outer coating to you, I can bet there's a whole new person inside you that you want to let shine through. So let them, and don't hide your true beauty anymore. Because whether your 10 or 300 pounds, whether you have red hair or blonde, you are a beautiful human that has something top offer this world.
Never let your reflection decide who you are.
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So Afraid

Baby I want you, you know it's true

Love I need you, I swear I do

Baby I love you, you know it to

I'm not ashamed, I swear
I'm just afraid, So scared

Of what they'll think
What they'll say
What they'll do
If they'll stay

Baby you make me feel so alive
When I feel dead inside

Love you've helped me find my way
Inside this swelling sea of hate

Honey your love helps me stand
When everyone pushes me down

Baby I'll hold you
don't let them scare you

Baby I'll save you
won't let them get you

Honey if you fall
I'll always catch you

And I know you'll end up hating me
But it'll be worth it in the end

And you know I'll be yours forever
I can't see me loving anyone else

And I know it'll only hurt more later
but I really can't help myself

And after all the fights
That end with someone in tears

We'll be made to realize
how much we really care

And through the screaming "I hate you"s
you'll hear the message hidden inside

But through all that
just remember...

That If you fall
I'll always catch you

If you cry
I'll always hold you

If you leave
I'll always fight for you

And no matter what
I'll always love you
Just a random poem, I started it for my girlfriend at the time and then it kinda shifted moods.
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People fear what they don't understand.
People want to be in control,
They see something that seems to be a threat,
That doesn't fit into their simple black and white ways.
So they build the walls.
They bring out the spears.
They hunt and the kill the grey creature.
They trap it.
Dissect it.
Inspect it.
Don't understand it.
And are scared of it.
So they hate it.
And then they form a law against it.
Gender shouldn't matter.
Colour shouldn't matter.
Age shouldn't matter.
Religion shouldn't matter.
Love is love.
It's as simple as night.
It's as simple as day.
Why make it complicated?
~~~~ <3 ~~~~
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I'm going to make an attempt -
tonight
i'll either fail
as per usual
or
maybe -
just maybe
I
will
come
out.

Not that I havent been hinting
for ages
as to what my sexuality may be
but my parents
don't seem to be
working it out.

The easy way out is blocked -
I guess.

I guess it hurts to lie
i've lied for four years now
to my family.

I guess it's time they knew
I just wish this was easier.

I WILL come out,
I WON'T panic and back out,
and I can but hope for success.

I'm gonna do it,
i'm gonna do it...

...I will...
Another attempt to see if my nerves can take it. Let's see if I do what I plan.
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