Nombre: Dora (Dorita pal mundo)

Nick: Blanca-Snape

Pais: Peru

Edad: 18

Cumple: 25 de mayo

Hermanos: 4 (2 hombre y 2 mujeres… x desgracia soy la menor)

Mascotas: 2 perros: un mestizo (chusquito) llamado Chandler y un doberman llamado Waldo

Objeto más Preciado: mi celular, mis libros, mis aretes, bolsos, maquillaje, mi pc, mi musica y mi peluchito de alpaca bebe que me regalo mi prometido :D

Signo Zodiacal: Geminis

Deporte: ¿¿¿presionar los botones del control remoto cuenta como hacer deporte???

Lenguas: español, ingles, aleman y frances

Lo que mas m gusta:

Grupos de musica: Panic! At the disco, The Killers, Yellowcard, 3 doors down, 30 seconds to mars, Deathcab for cutie, Muse, 6 voltios, Evanescence, Illapu, Los Kjarkas, Mar de Copas, A.F.I, Soda Stereo, U2, Kudai, Panda, etc,...

Canciones Favoritas: I will follow you into the dark (Deathcab for cutie), Lights and sounds (Yellowcard), Empty apartament (Yellowcard), The only difference between martydoom and suicide is press coverage (Panic! At the disco), Plug in baby (Muse), Call me when you sober (Evanescence) Broken (Evanescence & Seether), When you were young (The Killers), Mr. Brightside (The Killers), Llevame (Kudai), Ave de Cristal (Los Kjarkas), Llevame (Mar de Copas), Morir un poco (Mar de Copas), Ni por un segundo (Mar de Copas), From yestarday (30 seconds to mars), Love like winter (A.F.I), Silver and cold (A.F.I), Pathetica (Panda), etc (son demasiadas)

Programas de TV: Scrubs, My wife and kids, Clarividencia, Will and Grace, Smallville, Brotherhood, Alf, Growing pains, Teen Titans, Hey Arnold, La casa de los dibujos, etc...

Comida Preferida: tallarines verdes

Hobbies: escuchar música, dormir, leer,

Películas: Todas las de Harry Potter, Cumbre Borrascosas, Un amor para recordar, Hechizo de luna, Love actually, memorias de una geisha

Colores favoritos: negro, verde oscuro y azul

Flores favoritas: rosas negras, no me olvides

Parejas favoritas: Draco/Hermione

Harry/Pansy

Harry/Severus

Salazar Slytherin/ Rowena Ravenclaw

Lucius/ Narcisa

PLEASE READ WHAT'S UNDER THIS!!!

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.

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