HI! Right...I have no idea how to go about this...

Name: Call me Kit.

Age: Not tellin ya. :P

Gender: Female

Favorite...

Food:Toffee cheesecake

Books: Any fantasy, Sci-fi or adventure novels

Movies: As long as they have, either, blood, gore, death, explosions and/or fight scenes, I like 'em!

Cartoons/TV shows: Criminal minds, NCIS, CSI, Bones, Buffy the vampire slayer, Marvel stuff...e.g.. superhero/crimefighting things...Teen Titans included...(even tho thats mostly teenage angst related), Avatar the legend of Aang, Star Wars the clone wars and Generator Rex.

If you have any problems with me take it up with my secretary. His name is Idon Giv'a'dam.

Real Friends vs Fake Friends

Fakes: Never ask for food.
Real: Are the reason you have no food.

Fakes: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
Real: Will sit next to you saying "Damn ... we fucked up ... but that shit was fun!

Fakes: Never seen you cry.
Real: Cry with you.

Fakes: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
Real: Keep your shit so long they forget its yours.

Fakes: Know a few things about you.
Real: Can write a book about you, with direct quotes from you

Fakes: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
Real: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you

Fakes: Are for awhile.
Real: Are for life.

Fakes: Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough.
Real: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say "Bitch, drink the rest of that, you know we don't waste."

Fakes: Will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you.
Real: Will knock them the fuck out!

Fakes: Say they are too busy to listen to your problems, but when it comes to them they expect you to have all the time in the world.
Real: Not only kick everything out of their schedule to listen to whats wrong, but help come up with vindictive plans to make you feel a whole lot better!

Fakes: Say sorry when you want to talk to them at odd hours of the night, or even just hang out at odd hours.
Real: Come right over and hang out with you, until you either fall asleep, or kick them out.

Fakes: Will hug you when the guy of your dream turns you down.
Real: Will walk up to that asshole and ask "Your gay aren't you?"

Fakes: Will ignore this
Real: Will repost it

If you've ever been so obsessed with something that now everyone is scared of you because of its effects, copy this into your profile.

If there are times when you wanna annoy people just for the heck of it, copy this into your profile.

If you have ever forgotten your name while introducing yourself, copy this into your profile.

If you have ever gotten so completely sidetracked in a conversation that you don't remember why you were talking in the first place, copy this into your profile.

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

If you have ever forgotten what you were going to say, right before you say it, copy this into your profile.

There's nothing wrong with arguing with yourself. It's when you argue with yourself and LOSE when it's weird. If you agree, copy this and put it in your profile.

If you have ever pushed a door that said pull or vice versa, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you read people's profiles looking for things to copy and paste into your profile, copy and paste this into your profile.

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 one, 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!!

When life gives you lemons, make grape juice, then sit back and let the world wonder how you did it.

Heck is the place for people who don't believe in Gosh.

I'm not a complete idiot... Some parts are missing.

I am not a humanitarian. I am a hell-raiser.

Why be difficult, when with just a little bit of effort, you can be impossible?

The newscaster is the person who says "Good evening" and then tells you why it's not.

I will temporarily rule the world, forever.

Don't tell me the sky's the limit, when there's footprints on the moon.

Don't look at me with that tone of voice!

Silence is golden, duck-tape is sliver.

It's a wonder they haven't locked you up yet.

Question: if some one with multiple personalities threatens to kill himself is it considered a hostage situation?

Who ever said that anything was possible has obviously never tried to ski through a revolving door.

Genius by Birth
Lazy by Choice

Sarcasm helps keep you from telling people what you really think of them.

You've gotta die in creative ways.

They keep saying the right person will come along; I think mine got hit by a
truck. Then the truck backed up and ran them over again.

If it's not nailed down, it's fair game.

To err is human, to forgive is not Company Policy

When in doubt, use brute force. When that doesn't work...RUN LIKE HELL!

Honesty is the best policy, but insanity is a better defense.

If at first you don't succeed, redefine success.

If you are feeling good, don't worry. You'll get over it.

Never put off till tomorrow what you can avoid all together.

Death is God's way of telling you not to be such a wise guy.

I haven't lost my mind -- it's backed up on tape somewhere.

Anything can be made to work if you fiddle with it long enough.

If you mess with anything long enough, it'll break.

Push something hard enough and it will fall.

I talk to myself because I like dealing with a better class of people.

Had this been an actual emergency, we would have fled in terror and you
wouldn't have been notified.

Tomorrow will be canceled due to lack of interest.

Girls Don't realize these things;

I'm sorry that I bought you roses to tell you that I like you

I'm sorry That I was raised with respect not to sleep with you when you were drunk

I'm sorry That my body's not ripped enough to "satisfy" your wants

I'm sorry that I open your car door, and pull out your chair like I was raised

I'm sorry That I'm not cute enough to be "your guy"

I'm sorry That I am actually nice; not a jerk

I'm sorry I don't have a huge bank account to buy you expensive things

I'm sorry I like to spend quality nights at home cuddling with you, instead of at a club

I'm sorry I would rather make love to you then just screw you like some random guy.

I'm sorry That I am always the one you need to talk to, but never good enough to date

I'm sorry That I always held your hair back when you threw up, and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car, but when we went out you went home with another guy

I'm sorry That I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere, but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend

I'm sorry If I start not being there because it hurts being used as a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new jerk comes around

I'm sorry If I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work

I'm sorry that you can't realize.. I've been the one all along.

I'm sorry If you read this and know somebody like this but don't care

But most of all

I'm sorry For not being sorry anymore

I'm sorry That you can't accept me for who I am

I'm sorry I can never do anything right, and nothing that I do is good enough to make it in your world.

I'm sorry I caught your boyfriend with another girl and told you about it, I thought that was what friends were for...

I'm sorry That I told you I loved you and actually meant it.

I'm sorry That I talked to you for nine hours on Thanksgiving when your boyfriend was threatening you instead of spending time with my family.

I'm Sorry That I cared

I'm sorry that I listen to you at night talking about how you wish you could have done something different.

Ladies always complain and gripe to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with assholes who mistreat them. Well ladies, next time you're complaining, maybe look up to see who you're complaining to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?" Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.

If you're a guy and you agree with this letter, copy and paste into your profile as 'I'm sorry'

If You're one of the FEW girls with enough BALLS to copy and paste this into your profile, and you would never make your guy feel this way, copy and paste into your profile as 'Girls Don't Realize These Things'