![]() Author has written 3 stories for Pretty Little Liars, and House, M.D.. If there is one thing I hate, it's talking about myself. I'd rather let my writing speak for me. *nervously scratches back of head* One of my club advisors told me "Never stop writing, promise me that." If there is one promise I plan to keep for the rest of my life it is that one. I may not always write fan fiction and in twenty years I may look back and say, "I remember when I used to never stop reading fics and freaked out if I didn't have internet connection," but the pen will always be in my pocket, the gears constantly turning and the journals constantly filling. Once upon a time a girl fell in love with another girl. Nobody whispered about her, calling her "gross" or "unholy". She was treated exactly the know why? Because we are evolved humans. We aren't fucking imbeciles and we don't judge people based on the actions they make not who they love. These two girls grew up and got married in which ever fucking state they damn well pleased. They were able to adopt a kid and nobody said they were "unfit to parent" because that child needed a loving home and that is what it got. At work, their bosses and coworkers didn't give a rats ass about their sexual orientation as long as they were a good worker, because at work that's all they fucking care about. Then the girl woke up from this fantasy, and she cried. She cried for everyone else who, like her, knew they may ever get their happily ever after. I'm a GAY RIGHTS SUPPORTER, so I WILL go to hell. |