Name: BlackWingedMarvle (FanFiction, deviantART), A.K.A., ZombieKillinGirl (PS3 online name), A.K.A, Alexis Flynn.

Age: N/A

Favorite Color: Black

Favorite Book: The Outsiders

Favorite Video Games: Call of Duty Black Ops, Nazi Zombies online, Call of Duty WaW, MW1, 2, and (even though as of now it hasn't come out) 3.

Favorite Movie: How To Train Your Dragon

Favorite Food: S'mores. That's food, right?

Sexuality: Bi-sexual.

I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cell phone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn’t care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who loves and is obsessed with Twilight and Maximum Ride, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of the little things. Copy and paste this onto your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are different and unique can know in their weakest time that they are unique but not alone: Iheartjake, TeamJacob101, Boysareadrag, The Dawn Is Breaking, twilite addict, The Lonely Teenager, AliceDaSpaz, Skittle.Rocke, Silent_Broken_Heart, St. Fang of Boredom, Emo Drawer For Life, BlackWingedMarvel,

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 wrongPlease do your part to end it and you don't have to be gay to do so. I'm bisexual and I will stand up against ANYONE who has a problem with homosexuality.

Stories in progress or stories I have ideas for:

Delanie And Dallas (Outsiders), in progress, published, 'Dallas had a kid sister back in New York, but when he was ten he left her and the state. Eight years later, she's tracked him down in Tulsa, but it wont be all sunshine, lollipops and rainbows.'

Kind Der Untoten (Black Ops: Nazi Zombies), in progress, not yet published, 'A friend-requested story about a fifth test subject that finds the rest of the team. Set in Kino der Toten because that's the only map I've ever played.

When The Dust Settles (deviantART only, a sequal to a friends story Virtualization, as she has lost insperation for the story but wants it to have a sequal), in progress, not yet published, 'One-shots of the five friends lives after the six-day-war'.

Ten Years Without My Father (Black Ops [regular campaign]), in progress, not yet published, 'Fourteen year old Charlie Woods has only one vague memory of her father and a video recorded message from ten years ago to remember him by. They were all sure he was dead after '68, but then he shows up at her house unexpectedly in '70...'

Watchful Eyes (Artemis Fowl), in progress, not yet published, 'When assasination and death threats are made towards Artemis Fowl, an agent from the newly-established U.E.P. is sent to protect him and his family. However, Private Aubrie Trinket isn't the most likeable half-elf, and the people she's up against aren't run-of-the-mill killers.'

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