Even after existenceI too had a love, it was big, perhaps as much as it is today my pain. I also felt the charm of a scented mouth.
I can’t see you sad, because it kills me ... the essence that was the light of my soul.
Your face full of sorrow ... my sweet love ... Today I missed that nothing that was between you and me, subtle and quiet.
It hurts so much those tears that you pour out... it fills my heart with anguish ... and trying to smile, even with closed eyes, I see you perfectly.
I suffer the unimaginable if you are sad ... and it just seems natural to have your lips against mine, against my face and throat.
I do not want that doubt makes you cry. The notes of the violins impose their pace, our pace, the rhythm of your heart.
We have sworn to love us until death, and if the dead love, after death we can love us even more.
Oh ... Women that walk in front of me and never dedicate their glances at me ... So close to my eyes, so far away from my life...
And she, the special one, always smiling, l
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To tell you the truth honey, you're sitting in perfect's skin.
You, yes you, are perfect.
You're beautiful, no matter what anyone says.
You're not fat, ugly, too skinny, scrawny, you're drop dead gorgeous. Don't let anyone tell you different.
Don't change who you are for other people, it's not worth it. Someone out there is crazy about you, never let that go.
Live your life how you want to, isn't that what counts?
Life is a precious thing, it can be over in a instant. Make every second count. Live everyday like it's your last, because for all you know it could be.
Don't let people label you, you're YOU. And that's better than being someone else anyway.
Remember, someday, you're going to find someone who truly loves you for you.
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Just random numbers, or the ages of ten young boys when their lives were needlessly lost.
These boys had never met, and had only four things in common.
They all resided across the United States of America, in New Jersey, California, Minnesota, Rhode Island, Texas, Wisconsin, Colorado, Massachusetts, and Indiana.
They were all raised in loving homes.
All had friends and family that loved them.
They all commited suicide because of the constant bullying they received when schoolmates found out they were, or suspected them of being gay. One of these boys wasn't even gay, he was straight but was still tormented like he was until he could take no more.
This one simple fact was enough for these bright young boys to choose death over one more day of torture.
Over one more day of hell on Earth because others were too homophobic to just let them be.
These deaths were not neccessary. Needless blood has been shed.
And still no one seems to care other than o