I just write some fanfiction, not the hugest fangirl, but i do have my guilty pleasures. I am a romantic, obviously. I mostly read other fanfictions, i have a hard time updating, as you can see. College, friends, movies, hippies, idk life... its all good.

Unfortunately the co-runner of this fanfic account Amelia Stuartson has passed away from pancreatic cancer. She was 19, and will be remembered.

hakuna matata my friend

Movies/Books:

Avatar, Harry potter, Serenity, Labyrinth, Quid Pro Quo, Source Code, The Chronicles of Narnia, The Hunger Games, Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows, THE THING (2011).

My fav TV shows are:

The Mentalist, X-Files, Privet Practice, True Blood, Castle, Bones, Game of Thrones, Revenge, Privet Practice, Once Upon a Time, The Walking Dead, Pretty Little Liars, Supernatural, Weeds, Doctor Who, Strike Back (my favorite)

Ships:

TV:

The Mentalist: Teresa-Patrick
X-Files: Scully-Mulder
True Blood: Pam-Eric
Castle: Kate-Rick
Bones: Booth-Bones
Privet Practice: Cooper-Charlotte
The Walking Dead: Andrea-Daryl
Revenge: Emily-Danial
Supernatural: Meg-Castiel
Doctor Who: Clara-11

Movie/Book:

Avatar: Grace-Tsu'tey
Harry Potter: Remus Lupin-Tonks
Sherlock Holmes: Simza-Sherlock
Labyrinth: Sarah-Jareth
The Hunger Games: Katniss-Peeta
Narnia: Edmund Pevensie-Jadis the White Witch
Source Code: Coleen Goodwin-Colter Stevens
The Thing (2011): Thing-Kate

The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas toghuht slpeling was ipmorantt! Tahts so cool!
If you could read that put it in your profile!

A RECOGNITION TO ALL WHO HAVE EVER GONE THROUGH 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 anyone who loves like I do.
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.

I am a person who now knows how harsh this world can truly be.

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