Name: (secret)

Gender: female

Age: getting older every second

Location: psh what are you a stalker?

I've read many stories here but have written none. Sad, I know. I have read many anime such like naruto, bleach, Pokemon, fairy tail , shaman king, and anima to name a few.

I honestly read many stories here to the point where I've lost count of how many I have read, and if you want to have some badass authors just clicky my favorite authors button, I assure you; they're all badass. Otherwise they wouldn't be there in my favorite author section ! ;)

Quotes:

No one knows what will happen in the future. There is no sense in worrying in something you do not and cannot control, so why bother? - Yoh Asakura (Shaman king)

WARNING: REPOSTED STUFF AHEAD

PLEASE READ WHAT'S UNDER THIS!

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 man who died when the paramedics 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 did not have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.

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.

Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it

Warning : THIS IS REALLY SAD!!!

Boy: I Really Like You; Will You Please Go Out With Me...?

Girl: Yes.

Boy: What?!?

Girl: Yes.

Boy: YES!

Girl Starts To Fall For The Boy*

Exactly One Month Later*

Girl's friend: I Think Its Time You Two Broke Up.!

Girl: Okay..{Secretly Doesnt Want To But Is Too Afraid Her Friend Will Hate Her If She Says No.}

Boy: Hey.

Girl: Hi.

Boy: How's it going?

Girl: It's fine.

Boy: What's wrong?

Girl: I think we should break up..

Boy: What..?

Girl: We should break up.

Boy: Why..?

Girl: Its Just... We Never See Each Other Anymore/:

Boy: I can change that.

Girl: I've never met your family..

Boy: I can change that.

Girl: I just don't feel that way for you anymore..

Boy: I wish I could change that.

Girl: I'm sorry.

Boy: I know.

Girl: I Have To Go..

Boy: Thanks for trying..

{Next day:}

Boy: Hey.

Girl: I'm sorry..

Boy: No I'm happy we broke up I could tell we weren't going anywhere too.

Girl: Okay.../;

{Freshman year:}

Girl: (Playing their song) I like him.I have since we first started dating,but I can't tell him;I can't tell anybody.

{Sophomore year:}

Boy: (Has A New Girlfriend)

Girl: (Playing their song) I like him...I still do...but I can't tell him,I can't tell anybody.

{Junior year:}

Boy: (Him And His Girlfriend Break Upp)

Girl: I Like You. I Always Have -- Always Will!

Boy: I'm Sorry, I Like Someone Else.

Girl: (Runs Away Cryingg.)

{The next day:}

Boy: (Finds a note in his locker)

Note: I Told You I Like You, But I Was Wrong. I Meant I Love You; But You Dont Love Me. I Wish I Could Change That. Im Sorry For That Day Back In 8th Grade. I Really Didnt Want To. Im Gone Now, Ive Been Sick For A While Now.. But The Time You Read This Ill Be In The Hospital On Life Support. I Just Needed To Tell You Before Im gone. I Love You Dont Forget That!!(:

Boy: (Stares At The Paper For A Long Time And Runs Down The Hall, He Went To Her House, But She Wasnt Home.)

{The next day:}

Boy: (Goes To The Hospital And Tells The Nurse Who He Wants To See)

Nurse: It seems she checked out yesterday.

Boy: She's better?

Nurse: I'm afraid not. She had cancer and she passed away yesterday. I'm sorry.

Boy: (stares at the floor, he runs out the door and down the street)

{The Next Day, At Her Funeral!)

Boy: (Asks to speak)

Boy: A Few Days Ago I Received A Note From Her. (He Reads The Note) And I Wanted To Tell Her Before She Left That I Loved Her, I Love Her. I Loved Her For A Long Time; And There Is Nothing I Can Do Now.! -Nothing-

All I Can Say Is I Love You, And Now Your Gone... I Wish I Could Change That.!

Boy: (Starts Crying And So Does Everyone Else.)

The Boy Ends Up Marrying Her Friend Who Told Her To Break Up With Him In The First Place. When He Found Out What She Had Done, He Killed Himself; To Be With The Girl He Really Loves! He Was 28.

Re-post Or You Will Have Bad Luck In Love For 28 Years./:

Re-post And Somebody Will Tell You They "Love You" Tomorrow And You Will Get Good News Tonight At Midnight:)

Re-post If You Have A Heart And Want To Find A Cure For All Serious Diseases Including Cancer.

If you have a heart post this on your profile:

Her hair up in a ponytail, her favorite dress tied with a bow

Today was Daddy’s Day at school, and she couldn’t wait to go

But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home

Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone

But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say

What to tell her classmates, on this Daddy’s Day

But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone

And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home

But the little girl went to school, eager to tell them all

About a dad she never sees, a dad who never calls

There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet

Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats

One by one the teacher called, a student from the class

To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed

At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare

Each of them were searching, for a man that wasn’t there

“Where’s her daddy at?” She heard a boy call out

“She probably doesn’t have one.” Another student dared to shout

And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say

“Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day.”

The words did not offend her, as she smiled at her friends

And looked back at her teacher, who told her to begin

And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak

And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique

“My Daddy couldn’t be here, because he lives so far away

But I know he wishes he could be, with me on this day

And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know

All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so

He loved to tell me stories, he taught me to ride my bike

He surprised me with pink roses, and he taught me to fly a kite

We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone

And though you cannot see him, I’m not standing all alone

‘Cause my daddy’s always with me, even though we are apart

I know because he told me, he’ll forever be here in my heart”

With that her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest

Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress

And from somewhere in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears

Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years

For she stood up for the love, of a man not in her life

Doing what was best for her, doing what was right

And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd

She finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud

“I love my daddy very much, he’s my shining star

And if he could he’d be here, but heavens just too far

But sometimes when I close my eyes, it’s like he never went away”

And then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day

And to her mother’s amazement, she witnessed with surprise

A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes

Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside

Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side

“I know you’re with me daddy.” To the silence she called out

And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt

Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed

But there placed on her desktop, was a beautiful fragrant pink rose

And a child was blessed, if only a moment, by the love of her shining bright star

And given the gift of believing, that heaven is never too far

Love vs. Sex

A teenage girl about 17 had gone to visit

some friends one evening

and time passed quickly as each shared

their various experiences of the past year.

She ended up staying longer than

planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't

afraid because it was a small town and she lived

only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm

trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from

harm and danger.

When she reached the alley, which was a

short cut to her house, she decided to take it.

However, halfway down the alley she

noticed a man standing at the end as though he

were waiting for her.

She became uneasy and began to pray,

asking for God's protection.

Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness

and security wrapped round her, she felt as

though someone was walking with her.

When she reached the end of the alley,

she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the

newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same

alley just twenty minutes after she had been there.

Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and

the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep.

Thanking the Lord for her safety and to

help this young woman, she decided to go to the

police station.

She felt she could recognize the man, so

she told them her story.

The police asked her if she would be

willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify

him.

She agreed and immediately pointed out

the man she had seen in the alley the night

before.

When the man was told he had been

identified, he immediately broke down and confessed.

The officer thanked Diane for her bravery

and asked if there was anything they could do

for her.

She asked if they would ask the man one

question.

Diane was curious as to why he had not

attacked her.

When the policeman asked him, he

answered, "Because she wasn't alone.

She had two tall men walking on either side of

her."

Amazingly, whether you believe or not,

you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of

teenagers will not stand up for God?

Repost this as Love vs. Sex if you truly

believe in God..

PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what... and if you stand up for him he will

stand up for you. I bet 93 of you people that read this won't repost

Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school
He told his friends that it was cool
And when he pulled the trigger back
It shot with a great crack
Mummy I was a good girl
I did what I was told
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold
But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye
I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry
When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another
And all because he got the gun from his older brother
Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much
And please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush
And tell my little sister that she is the only one now
And tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best
Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest
Mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class
And never to forget this and please don't let this pass
Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this
Mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss
And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try
I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry
Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest
But mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest
Mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack
Mummy listen to me if you would
I wanted to go to college
I wanted to try things that were new
I guess I'm not going with daddy
On that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married
I wanted to have a kid
I wanted to be an actress
Mummy I wanted to live
But mummy I must go now
The time is getting late
Mummy tell my Chris
I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date
I love you mummy I always have
I know you know it's true
Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you"
In memory of the Columbian students that were lost
Please if you would
Pass this around
I'd be happy if you could
Don't smash this on the ground
If you pass this on
Maybe people will cry
Just keep this in heart
For the people that didn't get to say "goodbye"
Now you have two choices
1) repost and show you care
2)ignore it and you have just proven you have a low-down, cold-heart
(Please just copy and paste this on to your site and show that you care)

This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murder chanted, "Toma Sota balcu," as he buried her. Now that you have read this chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded. Lucillia

If you start reading this... you can't look at the mirror for a while *smiles evilly*

Once... There was a girl with long black hair... she was pretty. Very pretty. One day, someone pushed her in front of the mirror, thus making her head hit shards of glass... Blood scattered on the remaining shards. Her face remains in the mirror forever... and ever... and ever... Until she succeeds to kill her jealous murder. She will haunt you. Everywhere you go. In your dreams, on your street, on your phone... One day... when you look in a mirror, after reading this, she will appear. "You're not pretttyyyy..." she'll say. You'll die that day because of a shard stuck in your brain... If you post this on your profile, she will bother your worst enemy. You will be rewarded.

check this out...

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Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can.

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uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal

pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a

rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't

mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the

olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer

be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl

mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.

Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed

ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.

Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas thought slpeling

was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!

If you could read that put it in your profile

Month one

Mommy

I am only 8 inches long

but I have all my organs.

I love the sound of your voice.

Every time I hear it

I wave my arms and legs.

The sound of your heart beat

is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy

today I learned how to suck my thumb.

If you could see me

you could definitely tell that I am a baby.

I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.

It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy

I'm a boy!

I hope that makes you happy.

I always want you to be happy.

I don't like it when you cry.

You sound so sad.

It makes me sad too

and I cry with you even though

you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy

my hair is starting to grow.

It is very short and fine

but I will have a lot of it.

I spend a lot of my time exercising.

I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes

and stretch my arms and legs.

I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.

Mommy, he lied to you.

He said that I'm not a baby.

I am a baby Mommy, your baby.

I think and feel.

Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.

I don't like him.

He seems cold and heartless.

Something is intruding my home.

The doctor called it a needle.

Mommy what is it? It burns!

Please make him stop!

I can't get away from it!

Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy

I am okay.

I am in Jesus's arms.

He is holding me.

He told me about abortion.

Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.

Two more eyes that will never see.

Two more hands that will never touch.

Two more legs that will never run.

One more mouth that will never speak.

If you're against abortion, re-post this and if you almost cried post this in your profile

Girl: Slow down!

Guy: No this is fun!

Girl: No it's not! Please, it's way to scary!

Guy: Then tell me you love me.

Girl: I love you. Now slow down.

Guy: Now give me a big hug.

She gave him a big hug.

Guy: Can you take off my helmet and put it on yourself? It's bothering me.

In the newspaper, the next day, a motorcycle crashed into a building because of break failure.

Two people were on it and only one survived.

The truth was, that half way down the road the guy realized his breaks were out and he didn't want the girl to know.

Instead, he had her hug him and tell him she loved him one last time. Then he had her put his helmet on so she would live even if it meant he would die.

If you would do the same for the person you love, copy and paste this into your profile.