ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
If everyone keeps searching
Someday there will be a cure
Hold your head high
and keep on fighting
It'll be okay
Give them your love
And show them
how much you care
One day
It'll be okay
Keep the fight going
There will be a cure
For a every tear you shed
Carves the path further to the discovery
Honey, trust me
It may be awhile
But it'll be okay
Wear your pink ribbon
And don't go down without a fight
Support the fight for Breast Cancer
Cuz someday
There will be a cure
Someday there will be a cure
Hold your head high
and keep on fighting
It'll be okay
Give them your love
And show them
how much you care
One day
It'll be okay
Keep the fight going
There will be a cure
For a every tear you shed
Carves the path further to the discovery
Honey, trust me
It may be awhile
But it'll be okay
Wear your pink ribbon
And don't go down without a fight
Support the fight for Breast Cancer
Cuz someday
There will be a cure
Literature
Coming Out
Their looks,
They are accusing.
Accusing because I'm not like them.
Because they suspect,
They suspect I'm not into boys as much as I used to be.
They suspect.
I know I'm not alone,
I know I'm not by myself,
But I still fear.
P R E J U D I C E
I feel it,
It radiates off them,
Because I don't dress in short skirts,
Because I don't dress in tiny shirts,
Because I wear baggy shirts,
Because . . .
Because . . .
I'm bi.
Literature
Drag Queen
Gerard Way had never been more uncomfortable in his entire life. The atmosphere inside the club was thick with body heat and perspiration, and the air smelt strongly of alcohol and body odour.
Nearly every guy in the club was shirtless, and while usually it would please someone of Gerard's orientation, at the moment, all it was doing was making him feel extremely self conscious.
However, the most uncomfortable thing Gerard has ever experienced, was in fact watching his brother.
Right next to him, amidst the mass of people, Mikey Way had his thigh between a cute, cute boy's legs, and was grinding against him like it was his job. Behind Mike
Literature
That Beautiful Boy 1
Adommy
Adam POV
I walked down the hall with a brown-haired girl, Brooke I believe her name was, and her friends, telling them about my other life in Los Angeles.
They seemed really interested in getting to know me, especially Brooke. Sure she's pretty, gorgeous actually: chocolate brown eyes; long, wavy, light brown hair; a dazzling smile; and a good figure.
Only problem with her liking me: I'm gay. Most people can tell by the way I dress that I'm not like them and, if it helps any, I was the leader and star of the drama, dance, and choir programs at my old high school.
And now that I was transferred because of bullying, I'm now the new
Suggested Collections
My friend Saora's stepmum has breast cancer and she's scared of losing her, so I wrote this for them, to help keep them strong. 
I support the fight for Breast Cancer, do you?
My poem!! Not yours!! NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO USE IT!!! Or I'll rip your throat out and beat you with it!!!
I support the fight for Breast Cancer, do you?My poem!! Not yours!! NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO USE IT!!! Or I'll rip your throat out and beat you with it!!!
Comments29
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
FUCK YEAH I DO!!!