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Member Info
Name: azorth
Birthday: Nov 3 1998
Location: In my bedroom blasting screamo
Gender: Female
Last Seen: Thu, 20 Aug 2015

Membership: Member

Website: view

Personal Bio
i got gagged so i cant talk anymore so yea...

i am 13 years old and i am an emo. i am also goth but dont stereotype! i also have trust issues. i love to watch anime. i have many sides to me and i have certain acts that i doso dont yell at me about it. if you wanna read my stories just click on te website button above ^^ oh and if i dont write back i might have reached my limit....

Root: under-active (6%)

Sacral: under-active (-6%)

Navel: open (12%)

Heart: under-active (-19%)

Throat: open (56%)

Third Eye: open (19%)

Crown: under-active (-19%)


1 of every 10 people born is gay. That means 1 of every 10 people is instantly put down, given bad labels, left alone, put in a minority and so much more.. all for something they didn't ask for. Many gay teens are committing suicide as a way of escaping. If you want to tell them life will get better and you respect them for who they ...are, put this on your profile, most of you won't, but let's see the 5% of you who will.

Cna yuo raed tihs??? Olny 55% of plepoe can. I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! fi yuo cna raed tihs, palce it in yuor porfile.

The girl you just called fat.. She's overdosing on diet pills. The girl you just called ugly.. She spends hours putting makeup on hoping people will like her. The boy you just tripped.. He is abused enough at home. See that man with the ugly scars.. He fought for his country. That guy you just made fun of for crying.. His mother is dying. Put this as you're status if you're against bullying. I bet 95% of you wont re-post, but I'm sure the people with a heart and backbone will

I don't care if you're gay or straight, everybody needs love.

I don't care if you're diseased with an incurable sickness, everybody deserves a chance.

I don't care if you're ugly or pretty, everybody has flaws.

I don't care if you're black or white, everybody has the same capabilities.

I don't care if you're weird, everybody needs to change.

I don't care if you're rich or poor, everybody needs warmth.

I don't care if you're different, everybody is.

Repost this if you agree with it.

95% of teens would freak out if they saw Miley Cyrus or Justin bebier on a 247' building ready to jump off. Copy and paste this in your profile if you are one of the 4% that would bring a bucket of popcorn, a chair, a video camera and yell ???JUMP!??? while the other 1% will kick them off and yell GOAL!!!!!!!!!!!. Repost if you surpport this endavour

My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen

I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What

else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I

were better I wish I weren't ugly Then maybe my

mommy Would still want to hug me. I can't do a

wrong I can't speak at all Or else I'm locked up

All day long. When I'm awake I'm all alone The

house is dark My folks aren't home. When my

mommy does come home I'll try and be nice,

So maybe I'll just get One whipping tonight. I

just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's

bar. I hear him curse My name is called I press

myself Against the wall. I try to hide From his evil

eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry. He

finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He

says it's my fault He suffers at work. He slaps

and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get

free And run to the door. He's already locked

it And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws

me Against the hard wall I fall to the floor With

my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues

With more bad words spoken, ''I'm sorry!? I

scream But it?s now much too late. His face has

been twisted Into an unimaginable shape.

The hurt and the pain Again and again Oh please

God, have mercy! Oh please let it end! And he

finally stops And heads for the door While I lay

there motionless Sprawled on the floor. My name

is Chris I am three,Tonight my daddy Murdered me.

Re post if you are against child abuse.

try not to cry


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