Hey what's up! Anyways, for anyone who is interested:

Name: blackartemis -Ha i wish...but thats the beauty of the Internet-

Age: 16

98 percent of teenagers do or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy & paste this in your profile please.

Favs:

Animes!

Inuyasha

Rurouni Kenshin

Trigun

DN Angel

Naruto

Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex

Fullmetal Alchemist

Full Metal Panic

Samurai Champloo

Wolf's Rain

Witch Hunter Robin

Yu Yu Hakusho

Spiral

Fruits Basket

Trinity Blood

Blood Plus

Bleach

Prince of Tennis

Fushigi Yuugi

Anything Miyazaki; Spitited Away etc.

Books/Authors

Harry Potter

Twilight and New Moon

Tamora Pierce

Mercades Lackey

Shogun-James Clavell

Anything else Vampire/Werewolves/Fantasy related

That's enough of that, if your still reading all the way down here I am totally shocked that your wasting your time reading this when you could be reading some amazing fanfiction, that unfortunately doesn't belong too me, well except for the two stories I have posted...and as too the quality of that I'll let you be the judge...I think everything I write is stilted...but I've been told thats just me...Anyways, any suggestions/ tips on writing or any reccomendations of fanfics, animes, books or authors are greatly appreciated!

~Blackartemis~

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 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.

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