"Too much blood has flown from the wrists of the children shamed for those they chose to kiss".

At the moment I'm listening to "Make It Stop (September's Children) - Rise against".
This is a beautiful song and it expresses through it's lyrics the importance of an accepting society. Otherwise, something so stupid and ignorant like homophobia and bullying in general can cause a life to end. The world can be fucking cruel sometimes!

Anyways, I've got 3 weeks until the end of the term. School is almost over and freedom is in sight, just a short distance away!

As for my social life, one word can only describe it: headache.

I've got a headache in the both physical and metaphorical sense at the moment. Metaphorical sense meaning: I feel like there is something in my head causing a blockage of some sort that is making me not think straight! (no pun intended).

I think everyone (well, the people who read my blog) should definitely read or listen to this song:

Make it stop (September's Children) - Rise Against:

Bang bang go the coffin nails, like a breath exhaled,
Been gone forever.
It seems like just yesterday, how did I miss the red flags raised?
Think back to the days we laughed.
We braved these bitter storms together.
Brought to his knees he cried,
But on his feet he died.

What God would damn a heart?
And what God drove us apart?

What God could make it stop?
Let this end.
Eighteen years pushed to the ledge.
It's come to this,
A weightless step.
On the way down singing,
Woah, woah.

Bang bang from the closet walls,
The schoolhouse halls,
The shotgun's loaded.
Push me and I'll push back.
I'm done asking, I demand.

From a nation under God,
I feel its love like a cattle prod.
Born free, but still they hate.
Born me, no I can't change.

It's always darkest just before the dawn.
So stay awake with me, let's prove them wrong.

Make it stop.
Let this end,
Eighteen years pushed to the ledge.
It's come to this,
A weightless step.
On the way down singing,
Woah, woah.

The cold river washed him away,
But how could we forget?
The gatherings saw candles, but not their tongues.

And too much blood has flown from the wrists,
Of the children shamed for those they chose to kiss.
Who will rise to stop the blood?

We're calling for,
Insisting on, a different beat, yeah.
A brand new song.

Whoa, whoa [x3]
(Tyler Clementi, age 18.
Billy Lucas, age 15.
Harrison Chase Brown, age 15
Cody J. Barker, age 17
Seth Walsh, age 13.)

Make it stop,
Let this end.
This life chose me, I'm not lost in sin.
But proud I stand of who I am,
I plan to go on living.

Make it stop,
let this end,
all these years pushed to the ledge,
but proud I stand, of who I am,
I plan to go on living.