I want to put a Disclaimer on all my stories and since their all Charmed stories, I do not own any of the characters of Charmed. Also on my Nip/Tuck story.

Age: 19

Grade: College Sophomore

Hobbies: Many because I’m so talent at everything, yeah right. I like to read, write, and a few other stuff

You know you live in 2010 when...

1.) You accidentally enter your password on a microwave.

2.) You haven't played solitare with real cards for years

3.) The reason for not staying in touch with your friends is they dont have a screenname or my space

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

6.) Your boss doesn't even 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 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.) Now you are laughing at yourself stupidly.

12.) Put this in your profile if you fell for that, and you know you did.

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

Poem

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 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 who'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 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 pas this on

Maybe people will cry

Just keep this in you're heart

For the people that didn't get to say "goodbye"

Now you have two choices

1) repost and show you care

2) ignore it and you have just proven you have a loe-down, cold heart

(Please just copy and paste this on to your site and show that you care)

Month one

Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

If you're against abortion, re-post this now

Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away

Girl: Slow down, I'm scared!

Guy: No, this is fun.

Girl: No, it's not. Please, I'm scared.

Guy: Then tell me you love me.

Girl: I love you, now slow down!

Guy: Now give me a big hug.

She gives him a big hug

Guy: Can you take off my helmet and put it on yourself, it's bothering me.

In the newspaper the next day, a motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it and only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized his break wasn't working but he didn't want the girl to know. Instead he had her hug him and tell him one last time that she loved him. Then he had her put on his helmet so that she would live even if he died. Copy this onto your profile if you would do the same thing for someone you love.

Favorite Characters: Charmed: Phoebe, BTVS: Willow, ATS: Cordelia, Smallville: Chloe, Supernatural: Sam, Heroes: Claire

Gilmore Girls: Rory, Wrestling: Trish Stratus (all time favorite diva and wrestler) Kyle XY: Kyle, Grey's Anatomy: Mark

Favorite TV shows: Smallville, Supernatural, Charmed, Heroes, Wrestling(Raw, not big on Smackdown), Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel(season 1-3, not really big on season 4 and did not watch season 5), Gilmore Girls, Kyle XY, The Middleman, Worst Week, The Big Bang Theory, How I Met Your Mother, Gary Unmarried, The Starter Wife, Ugly Betty, Privileged, Grey's Anatomy, Hell Cats

Favorite Movies: Never Back Down, Harry Potter(1-4), Red Eye, Batman Begins, She’s the Man, The Fast and the Furious, Rush Hour 1&2, A Cinderella Story, Bring it On, Bring it On: All or Nothing, Final Destination 3, Jumper, The Dark Knight, The Bank Job, Vantage Point, Mr, Brook, American History X, American Psycho, Disturbia, Get Smart, The Butterfly Effect 2, My Bloody Valentine 3-D
and many more that will not pop up in my head right now but will sometime in the future

Ships that I like: Phoebe/Cole, Cordelia/Angel, I’ll read any Hermione ship unless it is like a faculty member, Chloe/Clark Chloe/Lex, Chloe/pretty much anyone, Tara/Willow, Kyle/Amanda, Rory/Logan or Tristan or Jess.

Ship that I hate (hate is such a strong word how about dislike): Buffy/Angel (It is over their endless romance ended), Phoebe/with anyone besides Cole (although Phoebe and Coop I don’t dislike), Cole/with anyone beside Phoebe (especially if it is the other Charmed sisters, Piper is married to Leo, Paige hates or hated Cole and Prue was not pro Cole either), Hermione/faculty member (Snape, etc.), Hermione/ Voldemort (Tom Riddle/Hermione, fine but Hermione and Voldemort, no), Hermione/Ron (I like the pairing in the book but not on fanfiction stories)