my fav couples

YUFFENTINE

LUCRECTIA X HOJO (TEEHEEE)

XION X ROXAS

REFFIE

YUFFIE X CID

CHAOS X YUFFIE

i guess a little of:

ZACK X YUFFIE

MARLEENE X DENZEL

AKUROKU for comedy =3 i don't really like yoai so if you exspect it good luck ((If you like Akuroku then read obsessed, If you search "Dark Akuroku" you'll find it. =3))

SORA X KIARI

SORA X NAMINAE

SHELKE X NERO =3

AZUL X WEISS i have no idea why

NERO X WEISS that... I think is self-exsplainetory

I only like some yoai couples for funniness

SEPHIROTH X AERITH (AERIS)

CLOTI

AAURON X RIKKU

TIDUS X YUNA

P.S. if you want me to write a, lets say Squffie i will =3

I also dont do summaries all that well so i dont do them at all

The Raven

Suddenly there came a tapping.

As if some gently rapping.

Rapping at my chamber door.

"Tis some stranger and nothing more..."

DO I Matter

Am I not good enough?

Am I too different?

Am I not serious?

Do I cut too much?

Is it because Im Asian?

Do I need to get out of America?

Do you not like me?

Am I too bipolar for you to handle?

Is it my face?

Is it my voice?

Is it my hair?

Is it my eyes?

Or is it just my life?

Whos that Girl

Whos that girl?

Where she from?

No she can't be the one.

That you want!

that has stolen my world...

Scars

Did I say something stupid?

There goes one more mistake...

Do I bore you with my problems?

Is that why you turn away?

Do you know how hard I tried?

To become what you want me to be...

Take me...

This is al that I got.

This is all that I'm not.

All that I'll ever be...

I got flaws.

I got Faults.

Keep searching for your perfct heart.

It doesn't matter who you are...

We all have our scars...

Someday

Someday you'll cry for me.

Like I cried for you.

Someday you'll miss me.

Like I missed you.

Someday you'll need me.

Like I needed you.

Someday you'll love me.

But I won't love you...

One last thought

You said you'd cry for me when this happened...

I guess it was all a lie...

I May Not Be...

I may not be perfect...

But neither are you...

I may not be cool...

Like you're any better...

So with that I guess it's true...

No one does care about me nor you...

copy this on your profile

Hush, little sister Please don't cry I wish I could be there To sing you a lullaby

I can see your arms Bloodied and bruised That's strange, little sister Mine were like that too

I know you scream When Daddy's there Hush, little sister I know you're scared

I can see the way He's hurting you I'm sorry, little sister He did that to me too

I know that people Ignore what's going on at home That makes me angry, little sister You shouldn't have to be alone

Hey, little sister You wanna know why I'm not there? It's a sad story, little sister But people should care

You see, little sister One day Daddy got high You were asleep in your crib So you didn't hear my cry

He screamed at me And smashed my head against the door While you slept, little sister I died on the floor

You know, little sister I don't think that I would have died If someone had only bothered To listen to my cries

But hush, little sister Daddy's coming home Quick, get into bed You don't want him to find you alone

I'm sorry little sister He's in a bad mood Run while you can

Uh oh little sister He's lifting his belt Scream while you can, little sister Call for help

Hush little sister You don't need to cry No one can hurt you You're in my arms tonight. - Anonymous If you hate child abuse, please copy this onto 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

AOne 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

CHILD ABUSE AND BULLYING ARE NOT OKAY!!!!!!

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 s

When you were 5, your mom gave you a ice cream cone. You thank her by yelling at her that it's the wrong kind.

When you were 9, your mom drove you from swimming class to soccer and one birthday party to another. You thanked her by slamming the door and never looking back.

When you were 10, your mom payed for piano classes. You thanked her by never coming to class.

When you were 12, your mom was waiting for a very important call. You thanked her by talking on the phone all night.

When you were 14, your mom payed for a month away at summer camp. You thanked her by not bothering to write a single letter.

When you were 16, your mom taught you how to drive her car. You thanked her by taking it every chance you got.

When you were 17, your mom drove you to the mall and gave you her credit card. You thanked her by maxing it out.

When you were 18, your mom cried at your high school graduation. You thanked her by partying until dawn.

When you were 20, your mom drove you to collage. You thanked her by saying good-bye to her outside the drom so you wouldn't have to say bye in front of your friends.

When you were 26, your mom payed for your wedding. You thanked her by moving halfway across the world.

When you were 30, your mom fell ill and needed you to take care of her. You thanked her by reading about the burden parents became to children.

Then, one day, she quietly died and everything you did came crashing down on you.

If YOU love your mom, re-post this and if you don't, you won't care if your mom dies, will you?

how 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)

For people that hate stereotypes: If you think people should just shut up and stop, put this on your profile.

I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.

I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.

I'm a GIRL, so I MUST be WEAK.

I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be sexy.

I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.

I'm a GAY RIGHTS SUPPORTER, so I WILL go to hell.

I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin.

I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be a player.

I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.

I’m a VIRGIN so I MUST be prude.

I'm a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat.

I'm SINGLE so I MUST be ugly.

I'm ASIAN so I must be a NERD that does HOMEWORK 24/7.

I'm a FEMALE, so I MUST not SWEAR.

I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser.

I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.

I support GAY RIGHTS, so I MUST fit in with everyone.

I am a FANGIRL so I MUST be a crazy, obsessed stalker.

I'm INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak.

I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.

I'm a FEMINIST, so I MUST have a problem with sexuality and I want to castrate every man on the earth.

I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE.

I care about the ENVIRONMENT...I MUST be a tree hugging hippy.

I CHAT, I MUST be having cyber sex.

I like READING, so I MUST be a LONER.

I'm a PERSON, so I MUST be LABELED.

I wear BLACK nail polish, so I MUST be EMO, GOTH, or PUNK.

I SPOT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic bastard.

I'm GOTHIC, so I MUST be mean.

I'm NOT CHRISTIAN so I MUST just need converting.

I am friends with a CUTTER, so I MUST be a CUTTER too.

I am an HONOR STUDENT, so I MUST be a NERD.

I DON'T LIKE to talk about my personal life so I MUST be having problems.

I have BLACK HAIR, so I MUST not be WHITE

I believe in COMPLIMENTING people, so I MUST be a KISS-ASS

I've read TWILIGHT, so I MUST be a crazily obsessed FANGIRL.

I can eat FIVE SLICES of pizza in one sitting, so I MUST be FAT

I like SLEEPING I, so I MUST be a lazy TEENAGER.

I like SHOPPING, so I MUST be a GIGGLING GIRLY-GIRL

I am HONEST, so I MUST be MEAN

I say I like STAYCATIONS, so I MUST be trying to save GAS

I do WELL in school, so I MUST LOVE it.

I don't like DANCING, so I MUST be ANTISOCIAL

I listen to my IPOD, so I MUST not care about the people AROUND me.

I can’t just EXERCISE without a purpose, so I MUST have no MOTIVATION

I am a GIRL, so I MUST not like MATH.

I have ACNE problems, so I must not care about my personal HYGENE

:) HAVE AN AWESOME DAY GUYS

NOTICE

I need new ideas for new chapters/stories keep in mind I mostly ship yuffentine!!!

:3

NOLI MANERE MANERE EN MORIA!!!

NOLI MANERE MANERE EN MORIA!!!

SEPHIROTH!!!!

SEPHIROTH!!!!