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Name: devokin
Birthday: May 4 2000
Location: nowhere yet everywhere
Gender: Male
Last Seen: Fri, 10 Jul 2015

Membership: Member

Personal Bio
im currently 13

dark brown, blonde hair color

eyes: different colors depends on mood

music-bands: mudvayne, skillet, lincoln park

i dont really use abbreviations, and i dont really get them either

im nice as long as you dont cross a very thin line

most people think im boring :)

my spirit animal is a phoenix

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.


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.


Wanna kill yourself? Imagine this. You come home from school one day. You've had yet another horrible day. You're just ready to give up. So you go to your room, close the door, and take out that suicide note you've written and rewritten over and over and over You take out those razor blades, and cut for the very last time. You grab that bottle of pills and take them all. Laying down, holding the letter to your chest, you close your eyes for the very last time. A few hours later, your little brother/sister knocks on your door to come tell you dinner is ready. You don't answer, so he walks in. All he/she sees is you laying on your bed, so he/she thinks you're asleep. He/she tells your mom this. Your mom goes to your room to wake you up. She notices something is odd. She grabs the paper in your hand and reads it. Sobbing, she tries to wake you up. She's screaming your name. Your brother/sister, so confused, runs to go tell Dad that "Mommy is crying and sissy won't wake up." Your dad runs to your room. He looks at your mom, crying, holding the letter to her chest, sitting next to your lifeless body. It hits him, what's going on, and he screams. He screams and throws something at the wall. And then, falling to his knees, he starts to cry. Your mom crawls over to him, and they sit there, holding each other, crying. The next day at school, there's an announcement. The principal tells everyone about your suicide. It takes a few seconds for it to sink in, and once it does, everyone goes silent. Everyone blames themselves. Your teachers think they were too hard on you. Those mean popular girls/guys, they think of all the things they've said to you. That boy/girl that used to tease you and call you names, he/she can't help but hate himself for never telling you how beautiful you really are. Your ex-boyfriend/ex-girlfriend, the one that you told everything to, that broke up with you.. He/she can't handle it. He/she breaks down and starts crying, and runs out of the school. Your friends? They're sobbing too, wondering how they could never see that anything was wrong, wishing they could have helped you before it was too late. And your best friend? She's/he's in shock. She can't believe it. She/he knew what you were going through, but she/he never thought it would get that bad. Bad enough for you to end it. She/he can't cry, she/he can't feel anything. She/he stands up, walks out of the classroom, and just sinks to the floor. Shaking, screaming, but no tears coming out. It's a few days later, at your funeral. The whole town came. Everyone knew you, that girl/guy with the bright smile and bubbly personality. The one that was always there for them, the shoulder to cry on. Lots of people talk about all the good memories they had with you, there were a lot. Everyone's crying, your little brother/sister still doesn't know you killed yourself, he's/she's too young. Your parents just said you died. It hurts him, a lot. You were his/her big sister/brother, you were supposed to always be there for him/her. Your best friend, she/he stays strong through the entire service, but as soon as they start lowering your casket into the ground, she/he just loses it. She/he cries and cries and doesn't stop for days. It's two years later. The whole school talks to a counselor/therapist at least once a week.

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