Abbyheart's Journal

Hello! been a few years.

I WON £40 ON THE GRAND NATIONAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11

I NEVER WIN ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

WOOOOHOOOOOO

Minutes of fun. Ha!

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You Are An ISFJ
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The Nurturer



You have a strong need to belong, and you very loyal.

A good listener, you excel at helping others in practical ways.

In your spare time, you enjoy engaging your senses through art, cooking, and music.

You find it easy to be devoted to one person, who you do special things for.



In love, you express your emotions through actions.

Taking care of someone is how you love them. And you do it well!



At work, you do well in a structured environment. You complete tasks well and on time.

You would make a good interior designer, chef, or child psychologist.



How you see yourself: Competent, dependable, and detail oriented



When other people don't get you, they see you as: Boring, dominant, and stuck in a rut
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I am very very tired.

And I love this movie.

Link: The Princess Bride Test written by refulgentone on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test

Hi!


I have just been to see 300.

I loved it. It kicked ass. I never say that, but it did.

Gerry Butler was good. It was HIS film. Now i must say that i love him , i really do , but i would never call him a great actor. He was spectacular in this.

I'm going to stop gushing now but i highly recommend it to anyone who doesn't mind blood. There is a lot of blood.

Bye!

snagged from xsacrifice.


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I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

Repost this if you believe homophobia is wrong.

I am off work for the next few days as i have an inflamed muscle in my neck which means that everytime i try to move my head, EXTREME. FUCKING. AGONY.

My doctor gave me the good stuff though, so i won't be making much sense for about three days.

Life sucks.

God, somebody cheer me up.

sorry, please ignore!! just trying something!

sorry! :)

Well into the forest dear friend i will go. Field trip. I will venture forth into the wilds of Scotland in the hail, rain, sleet and snow that constitutes as a Scottish autumn. Oh well someone has to do it.

Farewell to Harry. - I really want to see this film.

Well back to rral life.