Throughout my life, even till this day, people bully me. People say nasty things, and do terrible actions, like pushing, punching, choking and more. I was too, always the different one, the one with the long hair, so I cut it short. The one with the weird voice, so I put on an act, with the weird teeth... Short, skinny, flamboyant, because I where glasses, because I was open with people, accepted gays, straight, and people in between alike. Joined the GSA. Still because I was an artist, because I was into drama, it continued. Whatever I tried to do, to make myself happy, others would look down at me, talk down to me, because I didn't fit in. So what I'm wearing pink or wearing a corsett, wearing makeup, painting my nails, coloring my hair, listening to Electronic Dance. I stopped caring what others did/do to me, as long as in the end, I have my friends, that happened me get through everything, my art, my music, and on. Sorry for the rant. I remember crying the night I got home, after being chocked by a guy 3 times my size, because of the fact that I was being silence for the day, for my GSA group. Remember being punched in the face while in science class, just because he felt like it. Spit on, while walking in between classes, slapped behind the head.. Had my cell phone stolen from me on my way home, while talking to my dad on the other line.. Over time (at that time, I thought), I learned there was no one going to do anything about it, so just show my love, and be peaceful. That at the end of the day, even when I would think of suicide... I stopped to think, there is a reason I'm here. Life has more meaning to it. I'm 23, in April, 24, and even though I may hear nasty things still till this day, like look at jaws over there, or whoa look at the ugly looking skinny guy, I think about what made them that way, I put myself in their shoes. I think about whether or not they know true peace, love and respect. I want the world to be unitied. That day will come if we work together. No more, drinking till I don't feel pain, popping pills till I'm numb, or going out of my way to forget. I spoke to people. My friends and peers. Till I found someone. The best part about this project, is that someone, is all over the place, right here, on this site, on this project. We will find peace, and unity. We are finally free. If you are reading my words, go no further for help, because you are finally home. If you every need someone to speak to, MrLuisPerez@yahoo.Com. I'm here, and I'm pretty sure, the rest of us here are too. With tons of Peace, Love and Respect, let's Unite. P.L.U.R. - Luis Perez
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