Name: Gothic Random of the Funk

Gender: female

Steriotype: Satan's Child

Age: if u have to kno...im younger than 18...Now I'm Older.

Nicknames: emmi, emiya, em, auntie em, edward (I am bisexual),and mily

Fav Things: CANDIES!!!! O.O, sweets, food, my son, my music, singing, drawing, my guitar, colors green (any shade) and black, hentai, and scaring the crap out of people.

Dislikes: physical labor, and most of all, the majority of my family.

(This is an original poem of my own...yea -._-.)

Bloody Roses - By: Emiya-chan

Blood dripping, roses sprawled at my feet.

Cold, dark water drips from the ceiling onto the cold stone floor.

Shadows pass by leaving more gifts of pain.

The beautiful flowers' sweet smell is masked by my blood's sweet smell.

I have been beaten, pleased, tourtured, and beaten again countless times,

And yet no one has heard my cries.

I hang above these bloody roses, still in this darkness.

Each waking moment I toss and turn in pain,

For I am wrapped in thorns and hung in chains.

My blood, the smell and taste, so sweet

As it pours down my face, my arms, my legs, my feet.

Roses, all bloody beneath me, are still dripping,

Encased in the sweet red that seeps from my skin's wounds.

As I am hung here to die, a question has come across my mind.

Will anyone come for me?

I pondered this question a lot.

I am a girl who was born in a house, not a home.

And with people, not a family to call her own.

I thought, maybe friends, but they tend to leave me.

I thought, maybe lovers, but they seem to decieve me.

I soon realized I'm alone in this one.

I might as well just let go,

I'll just die here with these bloody roses..

... My Bloody Roses.

(amazing...wasn't it?)

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 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, 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.

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back.

The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.

The cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''

Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.

"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."

His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't

forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''

"OK," he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for

the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"

Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that

mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!''

"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''

"My mommy loves white roses."

A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away.

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister

is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

Now you have 2 choices:

1) Repost this message.

2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart

FRIENDS: Never ask for anything to eat or drink.
BEST FRIENDS: Helps themselves and are the reason why you have no food.

FRIENDS: Call your parents by Mr. and Mrs. and Grandpa, by Grandpa.
BEST FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD and MOM and Grandpa, GRAMPS!

FRIENDS: Would bail you out of jail.
BEST FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you sayin "THAT WAS FRICKING AWSOME"

FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
BEST FRIENDS: Wont tell everyone else you cried...just laugh about it with you in private when your not down anymore.

FRIENDS: Asks you to write down your number.
BEST FRIENDS: Has you on speed dial.

FRIENDS: Borrows your stuff for a few days then gives it back.
BEST FRIENDS: Loses your stuff and tells you, "My bad...here's a tissue."

FRIENDS: Only know a few things about you.
BEST FRIENDS: Could write a very embarrassing biography on your life story...

FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
BEST FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds butt that left you.

FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.
BEST FRIENDS: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME!"

FRIENDS: You have to tell them not to tell anyone.
BEST FRIENDS: Already know not to tell.

FRIENDS: Are only through high school/college. (aka: lunch buddies)
BEST FRIENDS: Are for life.

FRIENDS: Will comfort you when the guy rejects you.
BEST FRIENDS: Will go up to him and say 'its because your gay isn't it?'

FRIENDS: Would ignore this letter.
BEST FRIENDS: Will re-post this!!

Her name was Auroura
She was only five
This is what happened
When she was alive

Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic

Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair

She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound

Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endure

A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear
And softly crys
She loves her parents
But they want her to die

She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
"God, why? Why is
My life always sinking?"

Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did

Then one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made

She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
"You deserve to die
You worthless pest!"

The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying

Police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor

It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms

If child abuse makes you sick and you think it's horrible and should be stopped, put this poem on your profile.

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 and if you almost cryed post this in your profile

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working on the corner because no one will hire a transsexual women.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother's hand through the pain, 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 in my 27 partner into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the most loving family I 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 3 weeks, and in another year, I'll be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks after graduating high school. It was simply too much to bare.
We are the couple who have the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom to go into so no one will call management.
I am the mother not allowed to see her children that I gave birth to, nursed and raised because the court says I'm an unfit mother since I live with another women.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who suddenly had the support system go cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner was also a women.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who had no support because I am a male.
I am the father who never hugged his own son in fear of showing affection for another male.
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 when they realized I was a transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped going to church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their door on my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what the world needs, love.
I am the person who is afraid to tell his Christian parents that he loves another male

RE-POST IF YOU BELIEVE HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG.

There aren't enough supporters! The world survives on love, yet we reject it? Spread the word!

Man: Where have you been all my life?
Woman: Hiding from you.

Man: Haven't I seen you someplace before?
Woman: Yes, that's why I don't go there anymore.

Man: Is this seat empty?
Woman: Yes, and this one will be if you sit down.

Man: Your place or mine?
Woman: Both. You go to yours, and I'll go to mine.

Man: So, what do you do for a living?
Woman: I'm a female impersonator.

Man: Hey baby, what's your sign?
Woman: Do not enter.

Man: How do you like your eggs in the morning?
Woman: Unfertilized.

Man: Your body is like a temple.
Woman: Sorry, there are no services today.

Man: I would go to the end of the world for you.
Woman: But would you stay there?

Man: If I could see you naked, I'd die happy.
Woman: If I saw you naked, I'd probably die laughing.

Man: If I could rearrange the alphabet I'd put u and i together
Woman: Really, I'd put f and u together

Man: Your eyes they're amazing.
Woman: Seeing your back would be pretty amazing

Man: I'd like to call you. What's your number?
Woman: It's in the phone book

Man: But I don't know your name
Woman: That's in the phone book too

Man: I know how to please a woman
Woman: Then please leave me alone

Man: I can tell you want me
Woman: Ohhhh, your so right, I want you to leave

Man:My pretty face is leaving in ten minutes. Please, be on it.

Woman: Really, then it will be to smack you.

Man:Wanna go home and play Zookeeper? You be the lion and I'll feed you the meat.

Woman: If it's meat your giving me it better you because your DEAD meat to me.

If you repost this you will get a phone call 37 minutes after you repost
this...
If you don't resend this then your love life will be doomed for eternity.

GIRLS REPOST THIS AS "female comebacks"

What a boyfriend SHOULD do:

When she walks away from you mad, follow her

When she stares at your mouth, kiss her

When she pushes you or hits you, grab her and don’t let go

When she starts cussing at you, kiss her and tell her you love her

When she's quiet, she's thinking of how to say I love you.

When she ignores you, give her your attention

When she pulls away, pull her back

When you see her at her worst, tell her she's beautiful

When you see her start crying, just hold her and don’t say a word

When you see her walking, sneak up and hug her waist from behind

When she's scared, protect her

When she lays her head on your shoulder, tilt her head up and kiss her

When she steals your favorite hat, let her keep it and sleep with it for a night

When she teases you, tease her back and make her laugh

When she doesn’t answer for a long time, reassure her that everything is okay

When she looks at you with doubt, back yourself up

When she says that she likes you, she really does more than you could understand

When she grabs at your hands, hold hers and play with her fingers

When she bumps into you, bump into her back and make her laugh

When she tells you a secret, keep it safe and untold

When she looks at you in your eyes, don’t look away until she does

When she misses you, she's hurting inside

When you break her heart, the pain never really goes away

When she says its over, she still wants you to be hers

When she re-post this bulletin, she wants you to read it

Stay on the phone with her even if she’s not saying anything

When she's mad, hug her tight and don't let go

When she says she's okay, don’t believe it, talk with her, because 10 yrs later she'll remember you

Call her at 12:00am on her birthday to tell her you love her, call her before you sleep and after you wake up

Treat her like she's all that matters to you

Tease her and let her tease you back

Stay up all night with her when she's sick

Watch her favorite movie with her or her favorite show even if you think its stupid

Give her the world, let her wear your clothes

When she's bored and sad, hang out with her, let her know she's important

Kiss her in the pouring rain

When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is; "Whose ass am I kicking babe?"

30 things to do when u catch Hikaru and Kaoru in the middle of one of their make out sessions:

1.Take out your cell phone and take pictures to keep for yourself

2.Take out your cell phone and take pictures to send to your friends, and Kyoya to put on the host club website

3.Squeal until your lungs give out

4.Faint

5.Remain silently staring at them wide eyed until they finally notice you

6.Get out a sound recorder; press record

7.Take one of their discarded shirts and run off with it as your souvenir

8.Once they've both gone nude, take all their clothes and all the clothes from their closet; replace them with girl's clothing

9.Kneel next to them on the floor near their bed and whisper "Intimate"

10.Play "Toxic" on a music player

11.Hand Hikaru a pair of handcuffs and whisper "You're welcome"

12.Walk up to them and say "A piece of advice: Kaoru shouldn't moan so loud. It'll wake the neighbors"

13.Stare for a second then say "You know, you're not really supposed to use vaseline, water based lubricants are better.", take the better lube out of your jacket pocket, throw it to them and stare contently again.

14.Attempt to fall asleep on their bed next to them

15.Paint them, (whether you paint a picture of them or paint ON them is up to you)

16.Start debating to yourself whether this is going to become an M rated image

17.Go on the computer and try to find an appropriate emoticon for the faces they're making

18.Notice the way each of their hair is parted and walk out grumbling "And here I thought Kaoru was the uke. Boy I was wrong."

19.Try and convince your friends that you're actually watching this over the phone

20.Video tape it for you tube

21.Watch until they've finally broken apart then hop onto the bed yelling "My turn!"

22.Watch them until they see you and ask what you're doing, before they're done asking interrupt and say "Thanks. I was bored." and walk out.

23.Ask: "Is it hot in here?"

24.Start counting how many other fan girls would kill to be in your position

25.When they start moaning each other's names say: "He's right there! Can you see all right?"

26.Chant: "Come on Hikaru! Go for the neck! The neck!"

27.Grab a pair of pom-poms and cheer: "The twins are red hot! The twins are red hot! The twins are R-E-D H-O-T!!"

28.Get in a maids outfit and walk in asking: "Do you need anything? Tea? Water? A collar and leash?"

29.Get a professional's camera and start taking pictures yelling, "That's it! Yes! Hikaru stick your tongue in! There! Perfect!"

30.Pop popcorn

90% of teens would cry if they saw Justin Biber standing on top of a sky scraper, about to jump.9% who would sit there eating pop corn with a camera screaming "DO A FLIP YOU"or"JUMP BITCH JUMP" If you're one of the 1% that would push him off sayin "sorry u took to long faget" then copy and paste this to your profile.

for people that hate stereotypes: If you think people should just shut up and stop, put this on your profile.

I like YURI and YAOI, so I MUST be a bisexual*

I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.*
I'm a NEGRO so I MUST carry a gun.
I'm BLOND, so I MUST be a ditz
I'm JAMAICAN so I MUST smoke weed.
I'm HAITIAN so I MUST eat cat.
I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be sexy or I'm an ugly nerd with glasses.
I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be really fobby.
I'm JAPANESE, so I MUST dress like people in animes
I'm FILIPINO, so I MUST be extremely gorgeous.
I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy.
I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.
I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.
I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist.
I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.*
I'm a GAY RIGHTS SUPPORTER, so I MUST be gay too.*
I'm a CHRISTAN, so I MUST think gay people should go to hell.
I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.
I'm ATHEIST so I MUST hate the world.*
I don't have a RELIGION, so I MUST be evil and have no morals*
I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.
I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.
I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.
I'm SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash.
I TAKE (or used to take) ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.
I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.
I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store.
I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage.*
I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a whore...
I'm a DANCER, So I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore
I wear SKIRTS a lot, so I MUST be a slut.
I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.*
I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.
I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo.*
I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.
I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.
I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy.
I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking whore.
I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible slut.
I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals
I'm ITALIAN, so I must have a "big one".
I'm EGYPTIAN, so I must be a TERRORIST!
I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin.
I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.*
I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention.
I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.*
I'm INTO THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.
I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all.*
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be a player.
I have Big BOOBS, so I MUST be a hoe.*
I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.
I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.*
I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool and thats how Russians roll.
I'm GERMAN, so I must be a Nazi.
I hang out with GAYS, so i must be GAY TOO*
I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT.
I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited
I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13
I'm POLISH, so I MUST be greedy
I'm HAWAIIAN so I MUST be lazy
I'm PERUVIAN, so I MUST like llamas
Im a STONER so I MUST be going in the wrong direction
Im a VIRGIN so I MUST be prude*
I'm STRAIGHT EDGE so I must be violent.
I'm a FEMALE GAMER (with video games), so I MUST be ugly.. or crazy.*
I'm BLACK so I MUST love fried chicken and kool-aid. Okay, seriously though, who doesn't. AMAZINGLY, some black people...*
I'm a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat.*
I'm SINGLE so I MUST be ugly.
I'm a SKATER so I must do weed and steal stuff
I'm a PUNK so I must only wear black and date only other punks*
I'm ASIAN so I must be a NERD that does HOMEWORK 24/7
I'm CHRISTIAN so I MUST hate homosexuals.
I'm MIXED so I must be screwed up.*
I'm MUSLIM so I MUST be a terrorist.
I'm in BAND, so I MUST be a dork.
I'm BLACK so I MUST believe JESUS WUZ A BROTHA
I'm MORMON so I MUST be perfect
I'm WHITE and have black friends so I MUST think I'm black*
I'm GOTH so I MUST worship the devil*
I'm HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty.
I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser.*
I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control.*
I'm PREPPY, so I MUST shun those who don't wear Abercrombie & Hollister.
I'm on a DANCE team, so I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.
I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.*
I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob
I'm MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border.
I GOT A CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, so I MUST be a spoiled brat.
I'm BLACK, so I MUST love watermelon
I'm BI, so I MUST think every person I see is hot.*
I'm an ASIAN GUY, so I MUST have a small penis.
I'm a GUY CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be gay.
I'm a PREP, so I MUST be rich.
I don't like the SUN so I MUST be an albino.*
I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party.
I wear tight PANTS and I'm a guy, so I MUST be emo.
I couldn't hurt a FLY, So I MUST be a pussy.
I support GAY RIGHTS, so I MUST fit in with everyone.*
I hang out with teenage drinkers and smokers, so I MUST smoke
I have ARTISTIC TALENT, so I MUST think little of those who don't.*
I don't like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social*
I have a DIFFERENT sense of HUMOR, so I MUST be crazy.*
I tell people OFF, so I MUST be an over controlling bitch.*
My hair gets GREASY a lot, so I MUST have no hygiene skills.
I'm DEFENSIVE, so I MUST be over controlling and a bitch.
I'm a NUDIST, so I MUST want everyone to see my boobs.
I read Comics, so I MUST be a loser.*
I hang out with a FORMER PROSTITUTE.. So I MUST be a whore myself.
I'm TEXAN so I MUST ride a horse
I’m a GOTH, so I MUST be a Satanist*
I’m a CROSSDRESSER, so I must be homosexual.*
I draw ANIME so I MUST be a freak.*
I am a FANGIRL so I MUST be a crazy, obsessed stalker.*
I WATCH PORN so I MUST be perverted.*
I'm an ONLY CHILD so I MUST be spoiled.
I'm INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak.*
I am AMERICAN so I MUST be obese, loud-mouthed and arrogant.*
I'm WELSH so I MUST love sheep
I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.*
I’m CANADIAN, so I MUST talk with a funny accent.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST ditch my pregnant girlfriend.
I'm CANADIAN, so I MUST love hockey and beavers.
I'm DISABLED, so I MUST be on Welfare.
I'm a FEMINIST, so I MUST have a problem with sexuality and I want to castrate every man on the earth.
I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE.*
I WEAR A BIG SUNHAT when I go outside, so I MUST be stupid.
I like BLOOD, so I must be a VAMPIRE.*
I'm an ALBINO, so I MUST be an evil person with mental abilities and is A MURDERER!*
I'm ENGLISH, so I MUST speak with either a cockney or a posh accent, love tea and cricket, and have bad teeth.
I’m WHITE, so I MUST be responsible for everything going wrong on the planet: past, present, and future.
I don't like YAOI or YURI, so I must be a HOMOPHOBE
I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser*
I care about the ENVIRONMENT...I MUST be a tree hugging hippy*
I have a FAN CHARACTER, so I MUST be an annoying Mary-sue.
I CHAT, I MUST be having cyber sex*
I'm PAGAN so I MUST sacrifice babies and drink the blood of virgins
I'm PAGAN so I MUST worship Satan
I'm CONSERVATIVE, so I MUST be against Abortion
I'm SWEDISH so I MUST be a tall blond blue-eyed lesbian.
I'm a LESBIAN so I MUST want to get with every single girl that I see.
I like CARTOONS, so I MUST be IRRESPONSIBLE.*
I like READING, so I MUST be a LONER.*
I have my OWN spiritual ideology; therefore I MUST be WRONG or MISGUIDED.*
I am WICCAN, so I MUST be a SATANIST.
I DISAGREE with my government, so I MUST be a TERRORIST.
I am a WITCH, so I MUST be an OLD HAG and fly on a broomstick.
I love YAOI, so I MUST be GAY.*
I'm a PERSON, so I MUST be LABELED*
I DON'T CURSE, so I MUST be an outcast
I like GAMES, ANIME and COMICS, so I MUST be childish*
I'm SWEDISH, therefore I MUST be WHITE.
I SPOT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic bastard.
I'm GOTHIC, so I MUST be mean.*
I’m STRONG so I MUST be stupid.*
I'm Australian so I MUST hunt crocodiles and talk to kangaroo’s
I go to RENFAIRES, so I MUST talk weird, be a loser, and not be up with the times
I’m GAY so I’m after EVERY straight guy around.
I don’t want a BOYFRIEND so I MUST be Lesbian.(i dont wanna go with any of the dumb asses at my skool)
I'm NOT CHRISTIAN so I MUST just need converting.*
I love marching band, so I MUST be a friendless freak.
I DRINK and SMOKE, so I MUST have no life.
I am friends with a CUTTER, so I MUST be a CUTTER too
I cry easily, so I MUST be a wimp
I can't help pointing out mistakes so I MUST be an over-controlling perfectionist*
I'm a PERFECTIONIST so I MUST check everything ten times
I DON'T LIKE to talk about my personal life so I MUST be having a problem *

IF YOU DON'T READ THIS NEXT STORY THEN YOUR HEART IS COLD, BUT IF YOU READ THIS WITH TEARS IN YOUR EYES THEN YOU HAVE A HEART OF GOLD!

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 daddy that I love him very much
And please tell Michael, 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 why'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 to 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 Mikey
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 pass this on
Maybe people will cry
Just keep this in 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 low-down, cold-heart
(Please just copy and paste this on to your site and show that you care)

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've 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'm 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
Be Quiet! 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 its 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 its 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
I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.

Child abuse, make it stop!! DX Repost this, this just a small way to past the word around about child abuse. If you're against it, post it.

98% of teens would go into depression if Justin Beiber (That annoying retard who sung 'Baby') fell into a vat of boiling oil. If you're one of the 2% that would throw a party, burn the Justin Beiberdolls and go up to his fans and spray them with boiling oil, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you've ever had a mad laughing fit for no reason, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you've ever asked a really stupid, obvious question, copy and paste this one your profile

If you haven't died yet, copy and paste this onto your profile

If you have ever had a random crush on a cartoon character, copy this onto your profile.

If you have ever seen a movie (or show) so many times that you can quote it word for word, And you do so at random moments; copy and paste this in you're profile.

If you think that Writer's Block sucks, copy and paste this into your profile

If you have ever just wanted to SLAP someone, copy this onto your profile

If you have a profile, paste this on your profile

If you spend multiple hours each day reading or writing or a combination of both...copy and paste this on your profile.

Love your enemies! It really pisses them off

Don’t knock on death’s door. Ring the bell and run. He hates that.

When life gives you lemons,make apple juice,then laugh while people try to figure out what the hell you did.

It doesnt matter whether the glass is half empty or half full,just drink it and get it over with.

This world is full of crazy people.THEY MADE ME THEIR LEADER!!

Why do we teach kids that violence is not the answer and then have them read about wars in school that solved America's problems?

Parents spend the first parts of our lives teaching us to walk and talk, and the rest of it telling us to sit down and shut up.

~Why Harry Potter is better than Twilight!~

I got nothing against Twilight. HP is just better by ten billion.

1. The heroine (Hermione) isn’t a total wuss.

2. The Hogwarts boys aren’t fake looking sparkly marble statue people!

3. VAMPYRES DON’T SPARKLE! THEY BURN!

4. Robert was better as Cedric. No questions asked.

5. Bella is a wuss.

6. Remus Lupin could eat Jacob Black for breakfast!

7. The pack aren’t even werewolves anyway!!

8. Ginny didn’t go emowhen Harry broke up with her.

9. Hermione didn’t go emoeither. She attacked Ron with canaries like a strong person should. (Ron had that one coming)

10. When Edward returned, Bella threw herself into his arms like a prideless sissy. When Ron returned, Hermione punched him like crazy BEFORE accepting him back. (YOU GO GIRL!!)

11. Harry is the hottest person on the planet. Don’t argue. I will kill you.

12. Bella is a wuss.

13. Voldemortand his Death Eaters could take out the Volturi in their sleep.

14. Severus Snape. Nuff said.

15. Draco needs a hug. Just wanted to point that out.

16. Snape also needs a hug. REALLY BADLY!!

17. Referring back to the two previous reasons, no one in Twilight is this huggable!

18. Edward and Bella are OVERLY OBSESSED with each other!!

19. I hate Edward fangirls. (“OMIGOSH! I LOVE EDWARD CULLEN!” “OMIGOSH! I WANNA MARRY HIM!” “OMIGOSH! SPARKLY VAMPS!”) Omigosh, shut up! Here, Buckbeak! Your dinner is over there! Yeah…the screaming ones…

20. Did I mention that Bella is a wuss?

21. New Moon. Need I say more?

22. Sirius Black. Again, need I say more?

23. Better plotline, better characters, better everything!

24. Dobby (pauses for a moment before sobbing uncontrollably)

25. The movies for HP are WAY better than the Twilight movies

26. "h.p. girls are bad and twilight girls are wusses" (from StandUpEvenIfYouStandAlone)

27. Edward and Bella named their kid Renesmee. Harry and Ginny named their kids James, Lily and Albus

97% of teens would cry if they saw Robert Pattinson (Edward Cullen from Twilight) standing on top of a skyscraper, about to jump. If you're one of the 3% who would sit there eating popcorn and screaming "DO A FLIP YOU SPARKLY RETARD!" then copy and paste this on your profile.