Just a little about my style of writing, I am from Canada so things may be a little different ie spelling, phrases, etc so please bear with me. As a writer I do put a lot of description into my stories, so they can get a little wordy once in a while, so if that isn't what you like then a majority of my stories may not be for you.

As a writer I don't usually go along with what is 'in' in the literary world, shippings I usually ignore and if I do put it in then it is usually a satellite. Also I am not afraid to kill or release any of my OCs or main characters if its to support the main plot or due to the environment of the book, film, or tv show that it comes from. I realize that this is what readers may know as 'snuff fics' and I hope that doesn't judge what they think about my stories. That's just the style of writer I am. Thanks for coming to my profile and enjoy.

if you have music in your soul, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you don't have a problem with homosexuals, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you think that being unique is better than being cool then put this on your profile

If you have several gay friends and you think that they're more normal than YOU are, copy this into your profile.

If you would rather see a Broadway show than go to an amusement park, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you know the words or dance to any Broadway show, camp song, or theme song better than the words or dance to Soulja Boy, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you are a theatre geek, copy this into your profile.

If you know a video game character(s) or video game weapon(s) that needs to exist, copy and paste this into your profile.

A black man went into a restaurant and the white man at the till said "coloured people aren't allowed here. the black man said...

"When i was born i was black

when i'm hot i'm black

when i'm cold i'm black

when i'm sick i'm black

and when i die i'll be black But...

When you were born you was pink

when you are hot you are red

when you are cold you are blue

when you are sick you are green

and when you die you'll be purple.

and you're calling me coloured?

Paste this on your file if you're against racism.

I don't run on COFFEE...I run on MUSIC

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Your Volume

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(.• (.• Pass the ribbon around if you know someone that has survived, DIED, or is living with cancer

I called your boyfriend gay, and he hit me with his purse.

The word ‘politics’ is made up of the words ‘poli’ meaning ‘many’ in Latin, and ‘tics’ as in ‘bloodsucking creatures’

Did you just call me a bitch? Because a bitch is a dog. Dogs bark. Bark is on trees. Trees are a part of nature. And nature is beautiful. I know I'm beautiful! Thanks for the complement.

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 person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not 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.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday.
I am the girl kicked out of her home, because I confided in my mother I'm a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets, because no one 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 27 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 not one of the lucky ones.
I killed myself weeks before graduating high school.
It was just too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us because 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 even allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised.
The court says I am 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 woman who died when the EMTs 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 always have to 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.
I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.
I am the boy tied to the fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson".
Copy and past this into your profile if you want to see change in humanity. Homophobia is wrong, please do your part to end it.

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