Hello!! This is OnyxThorn talkin 2 ya!

Name: Thorn

Age: ...let's just say that I'm in my mid/late teens...cough17cough

Gender: last time I checked, I was a chick

Hobbies: Well, I play the guitar, keyboard (electric piano), harmonica, and a little bit of drums. I draw, act, dance, sing (every once in a while), fight, and write.

Sports: I used to play soccer, volleyball and basketball, i still do, just not as often--dance takes up so much of my time. I also play football with my friends.

Animes I like: Naruto, Fruits Basket, Yugioh, Ouran High School Host Club, DN Angel, Saiyuki...well im just gonna stop listing them.

Fav Characters: -Gaara, Neji, Shikamaru, Kankuro, Kiba, Shino, Kakashi, Temari, Tenten, Sakura (Naruto)

-KYO, Shigure, Hana, Uo, Momiji, HARU, Akito, Tohru, Yuki (Fruits Basket)

-KAIBA, Mokuba, Noah, Malik, Ryou, BAKURA(Yami Bakura), Joey, Tristan, Valon, Anzu (NOT Tea, their personalities are so different) (Yu-Gi-Oh)

-All of them!! (Ouran High School Host Club)

dbdbdbdbdbdbdbddbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbbdbdbbdbdbdbdbbdbdbdbdbdbdbd

I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty

uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal

pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a

rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't

mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the

olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer

be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl

mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.

Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed

ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.

Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas toghuht slpeling

dbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbdbddbd

92 percent of teenagers would die if Abercrombie and Fitch told them it wasn't cool to breathe. Put this in your profile if you would be part of the 8 percent laughing your ass off

Girls
are like
apples on trees.
The best ones are
at the top of the tree.The
boys dont want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree.

My name is Sarah
I am but 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 speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall.
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry.
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says it's my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for 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 it's now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate.
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh, please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor.
My name is Sarah
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy,
Murdered me.

CHILD ABUSE! MAKE IT STOP!

So many kids die at the hands of an abuser...
So many kids commit suicide because of their abuser...
The abuser causes the child pain...
The abuser blames the innocent...

I ask, why is it nessicary to abuse a child?
Is this America? The place we have grown to love?
As u sit reading this a child is being abused...
As I sit TYPING this...a child is getting abused...

No, not all of them are being abused at this moment...some are killing themselves as well...is this right?

I don't have any fancy pictures, because its sad to see...
I don't have fancy music...because you might listen to it more than this message...

If you truly cared...if you TRULY want to help these kids...then...you don't have to repost this...it would be nice if you did...just to spread the word...what I would lke you to do though...is add this myspace to your friend's list...don't do it just because I said so...do it because you want to.

www.myspace.com/preventabuse

You Know You Live In 2000+ When...

1) You accidently enter your password on the microwave.

2) You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.

3) The reason for not staying in touch with your friends is they don't have a screenname or Myspace.

4) You'd rather look all over the house for the remote instead of pushing buttons on the TV.

6) Your boss doesn't have the ability to do your job.

7) As you read this list you keep nodding and smiling.

8) As you read this list you think about sending it to all of your friends.

9) And you were too busy to notice number 5.

10) You scrolled back up to see if there was a number 5.

11) You are now laughing at yourself for your stupidity.

12) Put this in your profile if you fell for that...And you know you did!

If you think it is a good idea to wait at least until you are engaged to have sex, copy this into your profile.

-Girls are like phones: they like to be held and talked to, but push the wrong button and you'll be disconnected.

Ladies and Gentlemen, peanuts and worms,
I come before you to stand behind you
To tell you something I know nothing about...
One dark day in the middle of the night
Two dead men got up to fight
Back to back they faced each other
Drew their swords and shot each other
A deaf policeman heard that noise
And came and killed those two dead boys.
If you don't believe me, I tell you, it's true:
Just ask the blind man- he saw it too!