This is an old family picture.
My family does not support my being in the LGBTQIA community. They actually are opposed to it. They tell me every day that its disgusting and that it’s sinful and I’ll go to hell for liking women.
I moved out when I was seventeen, and in January I moved back in with them because I couldn’t handle everything that was going on. Every day one of my five siblings tells me to go back to Minnesota. My little brother Charlie (the black baby in the picture) is now 8 and he constantly physically attacks me and tells me that I’m not his sister and to leave. My other siblings make it very obvious and clear that they don’t want me here and my parents tell me constantly that they’re gonna kick me out soon.
I’ve been saving every penny for a bus ticket to Oregon to stay with my best friend and today I found this picture in my sisters’ room ON DISPLAY. Not hidden. On display. They cut my face out of the picture.
And that… That was just the last straw.
I don’t care if anyone reblogs this or whatever, I don’t wanna get popular, I just want people to know that this is not what a family looks like. This is not something people should have to go through.
This is no life.
DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS
IT MEANS THE 50TH ANNIVERSARY WILL BE ON THE SAME DAY OF THE WEEK THE SHOW FIRST STARTED
If your parents ever walk into your room.
Open this link.
Then pretend to type.
this is the best thing ever
I AM RIGHT NOW DOING A DOCTOR WHO ESSAY DUDE
THIS IS THE BEST THING EVER IN THE ENTIRE HISTORY OF TIME
this is genius
DO THIS AND TYPE IN “HOMESTUCK” IN THE SUBJECT BOX JUST DO IT
OH MY GLOB
So my parents just found out about my fourteen year old brother smoking weed because they found this on his window ledge. So in the middle of a huge lecture my dad decides to open the Baggie and smell it to see how strong it is. He immediately starts crying with laughter. THIS NIGGA HAS BEEN BUYING AND SMOKING FUCKING OREGANO. FUCKIN ITALIAN HERBS. SON. I CAN’T. I CANNOT. I CAN’T DO THIS.