Well, I've been gone for quite a bit. Things have definitely changed in my life. Some for the better, some for the worse. I'm still clean, I haven't touched any sort of drug ( I did get drunk one Friday, but I haven't since) and I'm still smoking cigarettes.

The winter here in Texas has been relatively mild, and there's been a lack of constant overcast, which has spared me from my usual winter depression. That is up until now however.

Here's the link to the bill:
http://www.capitol.tn.gov/Bills/108/Bill/SB0234.pdf

Here's an article that takes out all of the Republican sugarcoating:
http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2013/01/30/tennessee-don-t-say-gay...

Enjoy. :)

Fortunately, I already made a video of my response to this, so I don't have to write as much here.

Turns out I've been on Oasis for 1 year & 1 week. That's 1 year & 2 weeks that I've known that I'm queer. It's weird, it feels like it wasn't that long ago. That also means I'm overdo for a doctor's appointment...oh well.

...Fu Manchu. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_9IR8XwA_9A

Love those guys. Been one hell of week in seattle. Been to 4 shows in one week, all of whom were awesome. Beyond awesome. Missing out on a good one tonight as well, but I have spent far too much on music, Cd's, merch, and tickets in the last few weeks.

We decided to get each other promise rings. Not like abstinence rings (lol) but more like commitment rings until it's appropriate to get engaged. Which.. I'm guessing will be after I graduate college next may and she joins the fleet (gets a permanent duty station) which will be by next spring as well. We joke about our promise rings warding off bimbos and refer to them as garlic necklaces. It's fun. I did learn some good news though! In states that allow same sex marriage, military same sex couples are allowed off base housing. That makes me really relieved.

Today I got in a huge fight with Caitlin. What she said really hurt.
She texted me saying "Well I guess I should just rip the bandaid off and tell you"
I replied "Tell me what.?"
She said "I'm with someone already... btw you don't have to invite me to your bday party. Prob hate me now anyway."
And of course that really hurt. Broke my heart. Like I mean seriously. I couldn't breath or think of anything but oh my gawsh. My eyes flooded with tears and I was out of it. I tried to put soap on my toothbrush and brush my hair with it. Who says that? Like it's no big deal.

Reputation is a cruel, deceiving thing
with dark humor in its smile.
Your shirt sleeve rolls up and people
start chattering about your
tattoo but all I can focus on
is the sinewy peach stretch of skin on your bicep.
It excites me like a cold shower at blistering noon
or walking across a bridge during rush hour traffic.
Anyway, what is wrong with the fact
that you believe love should hang
from a Tim Burton type of tree?

Attraction comes at us
like a freight train in eastern Iowa;
merciless and unstoppable in its
race against time and judgment,
not letting us breathe

I'm at this point in my life where I'm saying to Hell with how the rest of my family feels about my sexuality because its who I am It's what makes me It's what makes me the unique Devonte'. I just want my people to know so if they seem me floating with women and men it don't shock them I mean It's obvious that I'm attracted to women but I tad bit more attracted too men.

These are the poems I wrote on Facebook. Hope you like them.
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Fate will come a knocking.
While Memories will wash upon a shore
An Idea will come from no where
The words shall be never more

The skies will surely fall
The ocean will eventually turn red
The universe is full of wonder
In life we cannot be easily read.

The day is but a journey
The night is nearly past
The sun gives us glory
Our love may never last

The Fate is spun
The Memory is made
The Idea is last
The Words shall fade

The skies will calm

I'm serious about the title.

(LastPass auto-logged me in. xD)

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I've really only made two or so posts over 2012 haven't I?

I might as well change that a bit.

Or not.

I have too many online journals as it is.

(Tumblr, Dreamwidth, heavily encrypted text file, and the like.)

and for personal reasons, it seems kind of awkward to be posting here now.
(But I could get over that? I just might have to change a few things though.)

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I might as well leave a life update for you guys.

-Got a boyfriend around last may?

I was originally going to post this as a reply to Radiosilence's journal, but there was so much to write about myself that I decided to just post it as its own journal to avoid cluttering her comment area, and to write the more relevant stuff as the reply. So here is "Untitled Journal Entry #1":

The quail rain hits the glass and splits in half against
the windowpane while you're sprawled on the cloud
grey mattress, idly smoking a cigarette.
We are in a green room at the La Quinta
motel near a sunburned Texas highway.
We do this sometimes; drive away from our
respective hometowns and pretend we're
different people with movie type of stories.
Perhaps it's immature but for a few
bank-robbed moments, we are not
lying just to breathe easily.

You understand why my father might disown me
and extend a hand, saying, "Come here," very quietly

This time I want to write about some cultural attitudes in France that are very different from the United States, and some of you might be surprised about what I write? Others may not.

So, I'm just sitting in world lit, waiting for our fresh-out-of-college newbie teacher to quiet the class down, when my friend Haylee tells me there's a flyer by the door announcing the beginning of a GSA at the school. So I checked it out. It seems some brave soul decided to establish a GSA, which will meet for the first time February 5th. It's so odd that one of these would pop up in the conservative Midwest, but I'm so glad it did. It kinda gives me hope. Cautious hope, but hope nonetheless.