Name: I have many.

Place of origin: You'll never know.

Grade: Sophomore in High School.

Other Identity: My Deviantart Account

Romantic Preferences:

Heterosexual: Of Course!

Yaoi: ALL THE WAY!

Yuri: Why Not?

Favorite Couples:

Het: Gaara & Hinata

Yaoi: Sephiroth and Vincent (OH, BABY!)

SasuNaru comes in 2nd place. Don't shoot! I know the couple's overrated!

Yuri: Ino & Sakura

Writing Status:

I was working on a story explaining how Riku (from KH) was conceived.

CoughSephirothCough

I'm done now, and working on the sequel. If anyone likes Fire and Ice, then tell me, and I'll submit the rest of the chapters.

I'm also working on a SephVin fluff, and I have several one-timers posted. Sometimes I just need to get sex out of my system.

My political view: (Besides the fact that I hate G.W. Bush in all respects,)

Fuck homophobia. I think it's a disgusting prejudice. And if you hate someone just because of whom they choose to love, then shame on you.

Showers of your crimson blood
Seep into a nation calling up a flood
Of narrow minds who legislate
Thinly veiled intolerance
Bigotry and hate

But they tortured and burned you
They beat you and they tied you
They left you cold and breathing
For love they crucified you

I can't forget hard as I try
This silhouette against the sky

Scarecrow crying
Waiting to die; wondering why
Scarecrow trying
Angels will hold; carry your soul away

This was our brother
This was our son
This shepherd young and mild
This unassuming one
We all gasp, this can't happen here
We're all much too civilized
Where can these monsters hide

But they are knocking on our front door
They're rocking in our cradles
They're preaching in our churches
And eating at our tables

I search my soul
My heart and in my mind
To try and find forgiveness
This is someone's child
With pain unreconciled
Filled up with father's hate
Mother's neglect
I can forgive but I will not forget

Scarecrow crying
Waiting to die; wondering why
Scarecrow trying
Rising above, all in the name of love

This is "Scarecrow," by Melissa Etheridge, dedicated to the memory of Matthew Shepard. Look him up, and be disgusted by homophobics and their brutality.

I am the girl that was 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.

Wow. Just looked at the above profile. I can be pretty nasty when I fight for something I believe in. ;

Don't you guys worry.(Not like anyone was,) I am a VERY happy person for the most part. I laugh so much it hurts, even when I'm sick and laughing isn't good for me.