New obsession: FABLE & NOES!

Narutard video:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MUVRX76EJ7o

I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE DONT USE THE REAL MAP SO HERE IS ALL THE INFO ON NARUTO EVER MADE ONLINE HERE:

www.leafninja.com

Name:jasmine

in Japanese: jasumin

favorite color: sharingan red;)

gender:female

occupation:poet & writer but mostly school.

obsession: sci-fi fantasy books: dragon, cats, animals, mythical creatures, & magic.

favorite anime(in order from greatest to least): Naruto shippuden, wolfs rain,the ff 7 movie (havent seen in years!), princess mononoke, & Naruto

loves to swim.

Albion:

Aurora:

Larka(Before):

Larka(After):

Augarn (only his eye is blue):

Larka's theme (part 1): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KvgppOp6YH4

Larka's theme ( in part 2 ): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Whoy6pj2C1M

Haiti's theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yY8Wq4tK5Yo

Skoll's theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UsnJRyTlFb0

Ancient Bond theme (JackXLarka): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XKvQrY7-49M

The Celesti theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lfczAmFIsTE

the Haven theme: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PybO_yUoQX4

IF YOU HAVE STRANGE POWERS IN REAL LIFE SUCH AS: to see spirits out of corners of eyes, hear voices calling name, unexplained goings on everywhere you go, being able to breath under water for a day, being able to smell your friends lunch from the other side of school, hearing things across the neighborhood etc... please pm me! id like to know there's someone else out there like me!

If you are an outcast & sheltered i know how you feel.

me: a book a day keeps stupidity at bay.

life is random & so am i.

THAT awkward moment when you love a fictional character.

i am NOT CRAZY my reality is just different than yours.

POEMS that moved me:

This water is too deep,
For me to defeat.
Let me wade, into the mud I'll seep.
But that does not mean I will go into eternal sleep.
No, no boat will do, and the river we cannot leap.
You can cry, a sodden heap.
But it will not help; it is useless to weep.
When you are stuck by the water, listen to the bird's cheep,
Listen to its message, its message you must keep.
It'll tell you how to cross the river, then listen for its next peep.
Look around the river, the landscape is what your eyes'll sweep.
You know that you must swim,so into the freezing, dark water you creep.

-iSolar on chickensmoothie.com-

Deep in the meadow, under the willow
A bed of grass,a soft green pillow
Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes
And when they open again,the sun will rise
Here it's safe, here it's warm
Here the daisies guard you from every harm
Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place I love you

-THE HUNGER GAMES-

NARUTO FANFICTION

POWERS OF A SAGE MAIDEN &/OR KITSUNE: 1.ability to speak to dead. 2.ability to absorb an abnormal energy. 3.ability to see at night. 4.bijuu-level chakra (rare) 5.ability to commune with animals (uncommon) 6.ability to sense random things. 7.familiars. 8.two names (uncommon) 9. affinity with three elements (uncommon) 10.affinity with all elements (ultra rare)

If you have ever had a mad laughing fit for absolutely no reason, copy and paste this into your profile

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

If you've ever sung a song you hated so much, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you want Sakura to REALLY get kidnapped by the Akatsuki and have them all fight over her, copy and paste!

If you want Itachi to come back to life and say, "I changed my mind, Sasuke you are too nuts to keep alive." plus take Sasuke with him to the...whatever place after you die, then copy and paste!

If you believe in ninjas, copy and paste!

If you love all them guys in the Akatsuki, copy and paste!

If you like freaky evil dudes like Jack Of Blades from fable, Tall Jake from Malice, Or FREDDY KRUEGER copy and paste this on your profile.

If your a Nightmare on Elm street fan Copy and paste on your profile: The NOES NOES, Ya know?

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

FRIENDS: Are only through high school/college. (aka: drinking 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 repost this crappp!

I know a person wit cool things to post:

Love vs. Sex

A teenage girl about 17 had gone to visit some friends one evening
and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year.

She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't
afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm
and danger.

When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it.

However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he
were waiting for her.

She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection.

Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as
though someone was walking with her.

When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived
home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same
alley just twenty minutes after she had been there.

Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to
weep.

Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the
police station.

She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story.

The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify
him.

She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before.

When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed.

The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do
for her.

She asked if they would ask the man one question.

Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her.

When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had
two tall men walking on either side of her."

Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're
never alone. Did you know that 98% of
teenagers will not stand up for God?

Repost this as Love vs. Sex if you truly
believe in God..

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.

Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it

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 Chris, 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 Chris
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)

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