Alright I should probably update this. Okay. Call me fww. I like it a lot actually.

Um... I'll burden you with my backstory. I'm 15 living in the good old USA. I want to go to college somewhere that's not where I am cuz I don't like here. It's wet and dark and scary; like under a rock. :) I'm pretty random, at least by my terms. I try to be funny sometimes (bear with me). But its more sarcasm than anything. If you haven't figured it out yet, I'm a terrible speller. I think too much. I like singing and music. I swear a lot. I like confusing people with my decent vocabulary size. I love music (like every teenager) especially showtunes. I hate my school, but I like the learning aspect in general (dodges daggers). And I love fanfic. I'll read just about anything anymore.

Writing is one thing I never get tired of, and yet I don't do it very often anymore. When I first wrote Mirror, I was writing all the time, with a goal about what I was doing. Now I'm just kinda floating there, never knowing what to write about. I have a lot of stories on a flash drive in the front pocket of my laptop, about 15 actually, that I just never post. Maybe its because I'm not satisfyed with them, or I'm not sure if theyre done to my satisfaction, if that makes sense.

About My Writing Style

I think it's necessary to tell you about my writing style before you get pulled into something of mine. I usually sick with third person omnipotent; the narrator knows everything (tells you a lot about my person doesn't it? :)) though sometimes I go third person specific (only go with one character). I do dabble in first person, however. Sometimes I show a persons thoughts as the character is thinking it,(Thoughts in Italics, almost like dialouge) other times I just tell you what they're thinking.

I'll write whatever I feel like. I proofread a lot actually (not my school papers divi if your listening) but I don't catch spelling errors. I read way too much into my characters thoughts and feelings, which can confuse my poor readers who don't have a clue at the way I create their personalities into something completely confusing. I don't develop plots very well, but I'm trying to fix it. My favorite part of a story is coming up with the disclaimer believe it or not. It's fun.

For me, crazy is a loose term. Crazy is where you stare at a pencil and laugh when someone asks you just what you find so interesting about the eraser. Crazy is when you have an hour long sob-fest, then start singing and dancing when your favourite song plays. Crazy is where you do or say a totally random thing, like 'do you ever wonder where the eraser bits go?' or start having a thumb war with yourself (I find I am a tough opponent). So if your crazy copy this onto your profile.

If you have ever laughed maniacally, choked and/or gagged from lack of oxygen, and then fainted dramatically, copy and paste this onto onto your profile

If you ever forgotten what you were talking about in a conversation copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have embarrassing memories that make you want to slap yourself/someone else, put this on your profile.

If you actually take the time to read other people's profiles, put this in yours.

If you are the kind of person that gets really excited when you get like, two reviews, add this to your profile.

If you've walked under something that was about two feet above your head and ducked anyway copy and paste this is your profile.

If you should be doing homework right now, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have your own little world, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you like singing songs at random points in the day, copy this into your profile.

If you can listen to a song and match some of the lyrics up to your life copy and paste this onto your profile.

READ

I 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

Future Stories

I don't really have anything. I'm way too busy to be doing anything else. Midterms are here bangs head on chemistry book WHY WONT YOU GO IN?!

...idk. oh... (insert idea for great story here) have fun with that

fww

ps. email me with... idk ideas, thoughts, stupid things to say. maybe stupid chain letters. i love those. anything i guess. I check my email usually every day or two; at least twice a week flying_on_wings@yahoo.com

pps. a cookie to whoever can guess my real name :)

Winners:

... no one? just a wild guess? come on!