Hi I am Cheyenne I live texas, I have a twin sister (who like to use my email/fanfiction adress:), I am a tomboy recently not dating any body, art is basicly my dream job but thats another story, some fanfiction that shows up on my profile will my sister if so I will let you know by writting a disclaimer, I may an may not draw pics to go with my fanfics if you wish to see them let me know by emailling me and i will send the pic back to you... what I'm done so go down to fanficts! ] (also I'm 16 teen) FanfictsP: Naruto naru/sasu shino/kiba gaara/lee neji/tenten choji/shika irka/kakashi orich/kabo Bleach ulq/grimm ichi/renji ichi/grimi ichi/uryu [can't remember how to spell his name:(] renji/byu ichi/hichi Death note lawli/BB mel/matt near/mello lawi/light *and anything neko or some other animal* I'm the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I'm a lesbian. I'm the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman. I'm the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights. We are the parents that buried her daughter long before her time. I'm the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room. I'm the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I ever had, I wish they could adopt me. I'm 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 be able to walk again. I'm 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'm the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me. I'm the mother who is not allowed to even visit the child I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says that I'm a unfit mother because I live with another woman now. I'm the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out that my abusive partner is also a woman. I'm the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I'm a male. I'm the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men. I'm the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that. I'm the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized that I was transsexual. I'm the person feeling guilty because I think I can be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with the society hating me. I'm the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed the doors to my kind. I'm the person who has to hide what this world needs the most, Love. I'm the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male. if you like this re-post it on your profile