Torrents? Downloads?

Hello, Im trying to find a safe site I can ..er… have movies free :p [I never said steal!] XD I REALLY could use a reccomendation to where I can ge them to download. or be sent to me? Let me know please~

Allison

Anonymous asked: I doubt that individuals are not seeing your depths dearest Allison. I am asking you to detail your days and your feelings. Please do not shut out those who love you. There are more seeking your depths than you realize. ~Beloved Anon

My depths are for the taking of my heart.. Im waiting…

Anonymous asked: My dear Allison, why do you feel unaccepted? It seems as though there is a large community on here who love and accept you for the woman you are, a scad of girls including myself. I'm reaching out to tell you that you are beautiful and you are LOVED. Please write more, tell me how your days are going. I want to make sure an amazing woman such as yourself is having an amazing day each day you wake up to breathe the morning air. I enjoy reading your posts, please keep writing. ~beloved anon

I am loved.. but love not within to anyone who seeks the depths with me.

So! About those gals…

Hello Tumblr, Its been a few days since I last spoke.

My name is Allison, I am 21 years of age and reside in New England, U.S.

Its whats in the heart and mind that count.

Its who someone is, Not what they are.

Its about love..not shape.

Its about love.. Not color.

Its about love.. look past these.

I am a Female. I love females. Period.

I’ve been in the knowledge I was a lesbian since birth..”Born This Way”.

When I was about nine.. I saw the steriotypical style of the couple I relate to walking out of a mall, hands held.. Rainbow hemp belts on.. One was in a nice skirt.. very velvetine in appearance.. and a cute little halter. Her hair was flowing and long.. moved with the breeze that day..dark red tones.

The other in leather and jeans with a pair of DC’s. Short hair in brown.

They walked tall and proud right past me.. And at that instant.. I knew inside me it was my place to be in one of those hands in that way. I knew I liked girls.

I knew it wasnt the way I was raised to like girls.. something was different.. I wanted to be with a girl forever.. as a girl. I wanted to be loved by my own kind. I wanted to love a girl, and know she love me for the same.

I was born without anatomically correct parts to suit my place where I know I belong on this planet with you all…Its been an uphill battle since day one, Believe me.

To be accepted as one of the girls.. to be seen for whats inside me..

But I show it to you Tumblr.. I show it as sincere and crystal as I can.

I am a Lesbian.. Please show me you understand? Please acknowledge me and show me you want to know more.. to know me. Look past this body Im working to change and love me for me. I long for you.. I need someone in my life with me. I need a lover to which I can love and loves me.

Equality.

I am no different inside.. and the outside shouldnt matter. [Though Im changing it to better suit me, it is also for you.. to know I am this. to Know I am a woman. to embrace that as a whole. and not just 9 out of 10. I have a number to text. Its Pinger.. so I cant make calls.. but its as good as a cellphone.1 (203) 501-1789

You can get ahold of me there, here.. anywhere you’d like to.

Just please get ahold of me girls.. show me I mean something to you? give me a chance.. dont we all deserve one? Im human too, just.. waiting to be fully the human I know I am.. and I need someone with me before and after.. I need someone. I need my own lesbian.. I know many of you write about needing one too..

Im right here.. embrace this.

Allison~

Time~

You know.. I was just thinking..

How nothing lasts…   And what a shame that is..

Some people walk through the snowy blanket which covers our heart, and make no impression at all..

And others step, making pockets in this blanket of snow.. allowing the sunshine of the walkers life..shine into us..defrosting the cold, chilled previous winter.. and leave footprints on our hearts forever.

To the People Humans..and time past.. present ..and In my certain futures.. You deserve to know.. I think about you. All the time.

~Allison~

Anonymous asked: Dear Allison, I hide because I am not yet who I am on the inside. I strive to be this eloquent female, and yet I cannot speak these words aloud. I cannot stand for myself as I wish. You are phenomenal. I have given up on myself over and over and now I am merely beginning with myself again and hopefully shaping myself into something worth showing off. My curiosity & passion for reading your pieces comes from wanting, but I would never have a woman in my current position. My light shines for you..

In residual transleusence of a heart once had, fulfiment comes from within, as the heart is a shield unbreakable even from itself. the seed will always be planted within, what spiritual waters you feed it with will determine its stature and growth. Only you know that, And for that.. I can only sit by and wait. But rest assured, these words that seem to only take minutes to write, would take hours to configure on speaking aloud as well. Shelter thine eyes from those who have already from ignorance been blind. Grow from those who matter, at this time.. that is you.

Anonymous asked: I remain anon sweet angel. Being grey faced keeps us both safe. Please keep writing. Please keep the faith alive, guided hand or not. My light only helps behind a wall, for without it, my words remain displaced from a woman in which they do not belong. I have read your story, I feel a part of the words you write. Your anger and sadness perplex me at times, Allison. You seem so assured of who you are, why be bothered by outside persuasions. I apologise, but I love thee from this crannied wall.

You sound much like another I know. Perhaps as my suspicions grow, my paranoia does as well. I don’t completely adhere to safe being that of which I am speaking to anon.. a clear face would surely make me feel safer in the aspect I know someone reads through all of what I do with eager await to the next piece.  Anyones words of emotional praise belong as of this point, for I am me, and myself alone. I strive for that which need not hide.. I strive for that which through me finds in themselves pride. My upset comes from my sadness, my sadness through veered woe doth window breaks a gleam of hope I feel I can trust.. A light I have yet see come over yonder hills awaiting. I am assured of who I am, but merely by my own sound of gentle humm as I feverishly put one word after another, typically correcting each other before. If I am to be moved in possitive by those persuasions of outter expressionism, I must also sift through those ill-devine and more blind views as well.. we all are moved by the impatient disagreements tword us when sifting for long enough to cause woe over worry. Neednt you apologize.. simply be.. And for that, I suppose to me will good enough be.

~Allison

To Anon:

“Not only are your words beautiful, but you are as well. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes. Understand how I read you…. I read everything you post….each beautifully alluring word strung against the next as if they were meant to be next to one another all along. I am a woman who loves women and I find myself attracted to your soul, the intricate beauty of who you are. I am enticed by you, I have met no other woman with an intellect that matches yours. I wish I could make you see…”

Oh anon… please come back and speak more.. even greyfaced.. I need this hope right now..

Anonymous asked: Not only are your words beautiful, but you are as well. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes. Understand how I read you.... I read everything you post....each beautifully alluring word strung against the next as if they were meant to be next to one another all along. I am a woman who loves women and I find myself attracted to your soul, the intricate beauty of who you are. I am enticed by you, I have met no other woman with an intellect that matches yours. I wish I could make you see...

Making me see light comes with a guiding hand, one that comes with an ability to trust its attached mind and appearance for which I may rest a wear eye upon with certainty I can believe is real.  Come from beyond the Grey of face?