Hello Fallen Ones! VampyrSarah here! So, yeah, this is my profile. Let's get started.

Name:VampyrSarah (soon to be VampyrSutton)

Age: adult

Gender: Fluid

Pronouns: They/Them

Location: The States

Ships: Yaoi!!!!!!

Wattpad: https:///user/SarahSutcliff3 or @SarahSutcliff3

DeviantArt (If you ever want to draw fanart I give permission now but let me see!): http:///

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Facebook (I made a Facebook page for you guys! I just always forget to tell you about it!): https://www.facebook.com/groups/1470705993211591/?ref=bookmarks

Hope to talk to all of you soon! And could really use cover/profile art on any of these if any of you want to help out!

Now for copy&paste stuff :P

If several inanimate objects hate you copy and paste this into your profile

A poem about Child Abuse

My name is Lucifer

I am three,

My eyes are swollen

I cannot see,

I must be stupid

I must be bad,

What else could have made

My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better

I wish I weren’t ugly,

Then maybe my mommy

Would still want to hug me.

I can’t do a wrong

I can’t speak at all

Or else im locked up

All day long.

When im awake im all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren’t home

When my mommy does come home

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe ill just get

One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie’s bar.

I hear him curse

My name is called

I press myself

Against the wall

I try to hide

From his evil eyes

I’m so afraid now

I’m starting to cry

He finds me weeping

Calls me ugly words,

He says its my fault

He suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free

And run to the door

He’s already locked it

And i start to bawl,

He takes me and throws me

Against the hard wall

I fall to the floor

With my bones nearly broken,

And my daddy continues

With more bad words spoken,

"I’m sorry!", I scream

But its now much to late

His face has been twisted

Into a unimaginable shape

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

O please God, have mercy!

O please let it end!

And he finally stops

And heads for the door

While i lay there motionless

Brawled on the floor

My name is Lucifer

I am three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me

Now i roam the underworld,

to help those in need.

I may seem evil,

but i'm not.

And if you read this

and don’t pass it on

I pray for your forgiveness

Because you would have to be

A One heartless person

To not be effected

By this Poem

And because you are effected,

Do something about it!

So all i ask you to do

Is pass this on!

IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE

Do you remember when...your close friends became strangers, lollipops turned into cigarettes, the innocent ones turned into sluts, homework goes in the trash, soda became vodka, kisses turned into sex...

Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst thing you could get from boys/girls were cooties? Dads shoulders were the highest place on earth and mom was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest, the only drug you knew was cough medicine, wearing a skirt didn't make you a slut, the only thing that hurt you was skinned knees and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? And we just couldn't wait to grow up... If you still have that little kid inside you copy this and put it in your profile.

Some Helpful Words Of Wisdom

Forgive your enemies. It messes up their heads.

If we knew how to describe life, wouldn’t we have to experience death?

In a dog-eat-dog world the best thing to do is become a cat.

Rules are like paperclips. Meant to hold things together, fun to bend, and easy to twist out of shape.

They say that guns don't kill people. People do. But I think that guns help. I mean, if a guy goes into a middle of a room and yells "BANG!" He wouldn't kill that many people.

Sarcasm isn't an attitude; it's an ART.

It's all fun and games until someone gets hurt... THEN IT'S EVEN FUNNIER!!

If you laugh, I laugh. If you cry, I cry. If you jump out a window and die, I'll laugh harder.

If you're pissed at someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, your a mile away from them, and you have their shoes! Bwahahahahahahahahahaha!

Just when I think you said the most stupidest thing ever, you keep on talking.

Knowledge is power, and power is the root of all evil. So study to be evil!

I care more about the idiotic way you're doing something rather than what you're actually doing.

Define 'normal'.

What is this "kindness" you speak of?

Call me weird, call me strange, call me different, I won't change.

When life gives you lemons, make apple juice, then sit back and enjoy while others try to figure out how you did it.

The early bird catches the worm, on the other hand, the early worm gets eaten.

I love you is eight letters. So is bullshit.

I'm not insensitive. I just don't care.

I know it sounds like I'm in denial. But I'm not.

As I said before, I never repeat myself.

Always remember you're unique. Just like everyone else.

I'm here because heaven wouldn't take me and hell was afraid I'd take over. (been there done that and dang near succeeded!)

Having the love of your life break up with you and say, "We can still be friends," is like having your dog die, and your mom saying that we could still keep it.

If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.

If you would absolutely love waking up in a different dimension full of magic, put this into your profile

If you've been on the computer for hours on end, reading numerous fanfictions, copy and paste this into your profile and add your name to the list:Danyan, Avatarwolf, Shifter-youkai, AkatsukiFan, Chocolate Chan, Staring.out.my.flooded.window, TheDevilsAngel93, c. b. o. l., Vert9411, pinkcherryblossoms225, CherryBlossoms016, Sam-AKA-SakuxSasuLover-, crimsonchidori, Alicia Kawa Uchiha, SilentSinger948, Leaf Ranger, Arashigan16, Babyuknowme13, GreyWitch13, VampyrSarah

IF YOU IGNORE THIS WITHOUT READING IT YOU HAVE NO HEART...BUT IF YOU FIND YOU CANNOT STOP UNTIL YOU REACH THE END THEN YOU MUST HAVE A VERY BIG HEART.

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)

Joyce’s Tale

When Joyce started school she seemed just like every other child, she was dressed in brand new cloths, her hair done nice, she said goodbye to her mother as the teacher took her to meet her class mates. Joyce was not like all the other boys and girls, she was scared of the other children, she wanted her mother, her sister’s, anyone she felt comfortable with she cried easily and would not play. Within weeks of starting school Joyce was shunned by almost everyone. She was called names, spit on and had her lunch stolen, when a teacher who had arrived shortly after Jane seen this she started to protect Joyce. This only made things worse.

By the middle of year two Joyce and her older sister had been forced to move schools after her sister was hit by a substitute teacher. Joyce was relieved, she could start over make more friends sadly this was not to be. When Joyce arrived everyone was nice to her but when the learnt she could not read they shunned her. She only made one friend who was her best friend’s older brother. The isolation was made worse by the constant doctor’s visits, as soon as she had earache she was rushed to her doctor.

The next march she changed schools again. This was to be the worst. She still could not read and she was shyer than ever. The school bullies realised she was easy pickings. Every day she was beaten up, she had no friends and no teachers would help her. She remembers none of this now; it’s been wiped from her mind. Her earliest memories of that school are playing with the two true friends she’s made only to have them both leave. The next memory is of teaching herself to read.

Through reading Joyce was able to escape the pain and suffering, for a while a least. She was eventually run out of the school by the bullies; her family couldn’t take it anymore. The next school was not so bad. She was the best reader in the school and though she was still bullied horribly she had friends in the younger students.

When it was time to move on to intermediate the bullying lessened slightly, She could escape to the library if it became too much but she still had melt downs over what she was called. In her second year she was cornered by a bully from her third school, his new, violent friend and his friend’s cousin. She lied to him that day; she told him she wasn’t scared of him anymore, that she wouldn’t let them hurt her anymore, it didn’t stop him, she was fed up with being weak and tried to make part of what she said true, she slapped his friend, knocking him to the ground, the boy ran off to tell a teacher. Joyce felt proud of herself that day, though her words were still a lie.

High school came around and it was clear she would never fit in. She was an outcast, and even the outcasts had their own little group. The first year was torture, full of melt downs. The second year was better; she started pursuing her interests, reading, writing and acting. It helped her through the last three years of high school. She was still bullied, still mocked for reasons she’s never known.

She has been called a slut, a lesbian, a cry baby: She’s been called fat and a freak, she has also been called a midget just because she is 1.6 metres tall.

Joyce has never considered taking her own life, she has been told to by the bullies over and over but she will not give them what they want.

Joyce is Eighteen years old now, she is not considered pretty, she is not considered smart. She writes Fanfiction now to pass the time people spend with friends. She has finished high school and started Polytech. She has no friends and is not in a relationship. She would like to leave a message saying:

“Don’t bully people because they are scared, don’t bully them because they haven’t learned, don’t bully them for anything. I have lived my life wondering when the next blow would come, I have lived my life fearing other people’s opinion, I have not lived my life. I have not lived because I wasn’t allowed to. Please take my message and remember, I will not take my life because you tell me to, I will not take my life because I am bullied, You take my life when you don’t care, I tried to live but people wouldn’t let me so let other people live their lives so they do not become like me.”

Copy and paste this to your profile if you think bullying has gone on long enough and add you name to the list: ImmortalAngel92, DreamixAngel, GreyWicth13, VampyrSarah

At age 8, your dad buys you an ice cream. You thanked him by dripping it all over his lap.

When you were 9 years old, he paid for piano lessons. You thanked him by never even bothering to practice.

When you were 10 years old he drove you all day, from soccer to football to one birthday party after another. You thanked him by jumping out of the car and never looking back.

When you were 11 years old, he took you and your friends to the movies. You thanked him by asking to sit in a different row.

When you were 12 years old, he warned you not to watch certain TV shows. You thanked him by waiting until he left the house.

When you were 13, he suggested a haircut that was in fashion. You thanked him by telling him he had no taste.

When you were 14, he paid for a month away at summer camp. You thanked him by forgetting to write a single letter.

When you were 15, he came home from work, looking for a hug. You thanked him by having your bedroom door locked.

When you were 16, he taught you how to drive his car. You thanked him by taking it every chance you could.

When you were 17, he was expecting an important call. You thanked him by being on the phone all night.

When you were 18, he cried at your high school graduation. You thanked him by staying out partying until dawn.

When you were 19, he paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus carried your bags. You thanked him by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.

When you were 25, he helped to pay for your wedding, and he told you how deeply he loved you. You thanked him by moving halfway across the country.

When you were 50, he fell ill and needed you to take care of him . You thanked him by reading about the burden parents become to their children.

And then, one day, he quietly died. And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder on your heart.

If you love your dad, post this on your profile.

Roses are red, violets are blue,St. Valentine was beheaded, and you should be too.

What each kiss means:

Kiss on the stomach--"lets have sex"

Kiss on the Forehead --"Forever you will be mine"

Kiss on the Ear --"I'm horny"

Kiss on the Cheek --"We're friends"

Kiss on the Hand --"I adore you"

Kiss on the Neck --"We belong together"

Kiss on the Shoulder --"I want you"

Kiss on the Lips --"I love you" OR "I want you"

Holding Hands --"We can learn to love each other"

Slap on the Butt --"That's mine"

Playing with the Ear --"I can't live without you"

Holding on tight --"Don't let go"

Looking into each other's Eyes --"Don't leave me"

Playing with Hair on Head --"Tell me you love me"

Arms around the Waist --"I love you too much to let go"

Laughing while Kissing --"I am completely Comfortable with you"

7 Ways to Scare your roommates

7) Buy some knives. Sharpen them every night. While you're doing so, look at your roommate and mutter, "Soon, soon..."

6) Collect hundreds of pens and pile them on one side of the room. Keep one pencil on the other side of the room. Laugh at the pencil.

5) Tell your roommate, "I've got an important message for you." Then pretend to faint. When you recover, say you can't remember what the message was. Later on, say, "Oh, yeah, I remember!" Pretend to faint again. Keep this up for several weeks.

4) While your roommate is out, glue your shoes to the ceiling. When your roommate walks in, sit on the floor, hold your head, and moan.

3) Make a sandwich. Don't eat it, leave it on the floor. Ignore the sandwich. Wait until your roommate gets rid of it, and then say, "Hey, where the heck is my sandwich?" Complain loudly that you are hungry.

2) Every time your roommate walks in yell, "Hooray! You're back!" as loud as you can and dance around the room for five minutes. Afterwards, keep looking at your watch and saying, "Shouldn't you be going somewhere?"

1) Talk back to your Rice Krispies. All of a sudden, act offended, throw the bowl on the floor and kick it. Refuse to clean it up, explaining, "No, I want to watch them suffer."

7 Reasons Not to Mess with Small Children.

A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales. The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small. The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale. Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible. The little girl said, "When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah". The teacher asked, "What if Jonah went to hell?" The little girl replied, "Then you ask him".

A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child's work. As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was. The girl replied, "I'm drawing God." The teacher paused and said, "But no one knows what God looks like." Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied, "They will in a minute."

A Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five and six year olds. After explaining the commandment to "honor" thy Father and thy Mother, she asked, "Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our brothers and sisters?" Without missing a beat one little boy (the oldest of a family) answered, "Thou shall not kill."

One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head. She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, "Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?" Her mother replied, "Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white." The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, "Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white?"

The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture. "Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, 'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'That's Michael, He's a doctor.' A small voice at the back of the room rang out, "And there's the teacher, she's dead."

A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood. Trying to make the matter clearer, she said, "Now, class, if I stood on my head, the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in the face." "Yes," the class said. "Then why is it that while I am standing upright in the ordinary position the blood doesn't run into my feet?" A little fellow shouted, "Cause your feet ain't empty."

The children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary school for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples. The nun made a note, and posted on the apple tray: "Take only ONE. God is watching." Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a large pile of chocolate chip cookies. A child had written a note, "Take all you want. God is watching the apples."

REASONS TO JOIN THE DARK SIDE (If you wish to join add this list to your profile):

1. We have cookies (last I checked there was hot chocolate, marshmallows, and ice cream too)
2. Meet the recruitment bunny!
3. You get a cool dark cape that covers your whole body!
4. You get a really cool crazy laugh! Practice with me, people: MWA HAHAHAHA cough cough!
5. You get to walk out of shadows mysteriously and freak out the good guys!
6. One word: UNDERLINGS! Someone to get things for you when you're too lazy to do them yourself... Now that's the life!
7. Money, Money, Money : Ever notice that we are usually much richer than the good guys?
8. WORLD DOMINATION! Most PWNZORS reason!