Name: knightcrest (well duh)

Age: 23

Gender: male

Location: A nice little mansion, were I am serviced by many beautiful ukes all day long

Likes: chocolate, swords, anime, manga, video games, yaoi, pretty faces, cats, and chicken

Dislikes: gas prices, re-runs, school, liquer, stupid drivers, and dogs (unless the like me)

As strange as it sounds, I'm a straight guy that is fasintated by yaoi. Okay, so I'm on the fence about it, but for now, I'll say I'm striaght. I live for video games and probably spend more hours a week playing video games than I do sleeping. But hey, summer vaction is comeing up, which means, ugh, I need to get a job. Anyway, hope you all enjoy my stories, once I start getting them up.

Ninety-five percent of the kids out there are concerned with being popular and fitting in. If you're part of the five percent that aren't, copy this, put it in your profile, and add your name to the list. AnimeKittyCafe, Hyperactively Bored, Gem W, Bara-Minamino, Tsuyu Mikazuki, Weasel Chick, Revenan666, dragonsroar, foxdude33, FallenLex, Soelle, Astra Ranyl, String, FlamingDoritos, knightcrest

98 percent of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy and paste this in your profile.

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

If you've been on the computer for hours on end, reading numerous fanfictions, copy this into your profile.

If you absolutely, positively, LOVE Kingdom Hearts, (either one) or Final Fantasy, (any of them) copy and paste this onto your profile.

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

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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.