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Name: anishav01
Birthday: Mar 25 2001
Location: Where the dragons are
Gender: Female
Last Seen: Fri, 14 Oct 2016

Membership: Member

Personal Bio
I am 15, if I find something I'm interesting I will research it and find out as much as possible. of course if you need some one to talk to I'm here sometimes. I study different ancient cultures, I know a lot about Greek myths, I'm learning about Roman and Egyptian mythology, and I am gonna learn about Norse.

I also want to learn all kinds of different magick, it is quite hard to practice magick cause my family thinks this stuff is a load of BS, and my sister destroyed my book of shadows. Everyone has a dark side, some are just hidden, but they are there.

Age: 15

Sexual orientation: Bi and taken

Aura: Green- I care for others more than myself

element: Fire and Air

Spirit Animal: snake and wolf

Whats to learn: EVERYTHING

favorite colors: red and black

astrological sign: Aries

hobbies: reading, listening to music, rock climbing, karate and magick

favorite animals: Wolf, Snake & Raven

The loneliest people are the kindest, The saddest people smile the brightest, the most damaged people are the wisest, All because they do not want to see anyone else suffer the way they did

FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food.

REAL FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food.

FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr./Mrs.

REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM.

FAKE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.

REAL FRIENDS: Will sit next to you saying ''Dang we really messed up, but that sure was fun!''

FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry.

REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.

REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget it's yours.

FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you.

REAL FRIENDS: Can write a book about you, with direct quotes from you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.

REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds butt that left you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will knock on your front door.

REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say ''I'M HOME!''

FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile.

REAL FRIENDS: Are for life.

FAKE FRIENDS: 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 FRIENDS: Not only kick everything out of their schedule to listen to what's wrong, but help come up with vindictive plans to make you feel a whole lot better!

FAKE FRIENDS: Make you say sorry when you want to talk to them at odd hours of the night, or even just hang out at odd hours.

REAL FRIENDS: Come right over and hang out with you, until you either fall asleep, or kick them out.

FAKE FRIENDS: Tell you they are your friend and say they will help you

REAL FRIENDS: Show you they are your friend and help you no matter what

FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this.

REAL FRIENDS: Will repost it

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.

~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 Im awake Im 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.

~Post if your against child abuse

The boy punched in the hall today? Committed cuicide a few minutes ago? That girl you called a slut in class today? She's a virgin. That boy you called lame? He has to work ever night to support his family. That girl that you pushed down the other day? She's already being abused at home. That girl you called fat? She's starving herself. The old man that you made fun of cause of the ugly scars? He fought for our country. The boy you teased for crying? His mother is dying. You think that you know them? Guess what, you don't! Re-post if you are against bulling. I bet 99% of you won't, but repost this if your that 1% that has a heart.

!Wanna kill yourself? Imagine this. You come home from school one day. You've had yet another horrible day. Youre 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 knocks on your door to come tell you dinners ready. You don't answer, so he walks in. All he sees is you laying on your bed, so he thinks you're asleep. He 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, 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, they think of all the things they've said to you. That boy that used to tease you and call you names, he can't help but hate himself for never telling you how beautiful you really are. Your ex boyfriend, the one that you told everything to, that broke up with you.. He can't handle it. He 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 in shock. She can't believe it. She what you were going through, but she never thought it would get that bad? Bad enough for you to end it. She can't cry, she can't feel anything. She 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 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 still doesn?t know you killed yourself, he's too young. Your parents just said you died. It hurts him, a lot. You were his big sister, you were supposed to always be there for him. Your best friend, she stays strong through the entire service, but as soon as they start lowering your casket into the ground, she just loses it. She 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. Your teachers all quit their job. Those mean girls have eating disorders now. That boy that used to tease you cuts himself. Your ex boyfriend doesn't know how to love anymore and just sleeps around with girls. Your friends all go intodepression. Your best friend? She tried to kill herself. She didn't succeed like you did, but she tried?your brother? He finally found out the truth about your death. He self harms, he cries at night, he does exactly what you did for years leading up to your suicide. Your parents? Their marriage fell apart. Your dad became a workaholic to distract himself from your death. Your mom got diagnosed with depression and just lays in bed all day. People care. You may not think so, but they do. Your choices don't just effect you. They effect everyone. Don't end your life, you have so much to live for. Things can't get better if you give up. I'm here for absolutely anyone that needs to talk, no matter who you are. Even if we've NEVER talked before, I'm here for you. Copy and paste this as your status to show people there are people out there that care

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