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Name: Jadelove12
Location: In the Forest
Gender: Female
Last Seen: Mon, 07 Dec 2015

Membership: Member

Personal Bio

The person who wrote in this bio is different now, gone... I am still me, but I am darker now, still love everything, everyone, I just have a darker tint to me.

I am half siren, inherited by my father. I have a sister by the name of Destiny, which is Destiny12, which I love to death. She is in my pics if you want to see her. I began my practices when I heard from my father I was half siren. This piece of information. I didn't believe it at first, and didn't even think things like that existed in the first place. I am beginning to learn how to use the power, from the siren in me. I have no tail, or anyting like that. I prefer white magic, my destiny is to be kind, and love nature to the fullest. Which I do both of those things. The element which I am classed under, is Earth. Figures right?

Something is happening to me, I am slightly scared. About a year ago, I started having visions in my dreams of my future, and they became true. And Just recently, I went 5 minutes back into time. I don't know what is happening to me, if anyone can explain what's going on, Please let me know. I will be greatful to anyone that can explain.

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 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 knew 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 on your profile to show people there are people out there that care


Girl: Do you like me?

Boy: No

Girl: Do you want me?

Boy: No.

Girl: If I left would you cry?

Boy: No.

Girl: Would you live for me?

Boy: No.

Girl: Do I ever cross your mind?

Boy: No

Girl: Would you do anything for me?

Boy: No.

Girl: Which would you pick, me or your life?

Boy: My life.

Hearing this, the girl turns and starts running away with tears. The boy chases after her and stops her.


You don?t cross my mind because you are always on my mind.

I don?t like you because I love you.

I don?t want you because I need you.

If you left I would die, not cry.

I wouldn't live for you because I would die for you.

I wouldn't do anything for you because I would do everything for you.

But I would still pick my life because you are my life."

"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 nomater what

FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this.

REAL FRIENDS: Will repost it

"The boy you punched in the hall today? Committed suicide a few minutes ago. That girl you called a slut in class today? She's a virgin. The boy you called lame? He has to work every night to support his family. That girl 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 you made fun of cause of the ugly scars? He fought for our country. The boy you made fun of for crying? His mother is dying. You think you know them? Guess what, You don't! Re-post if you are against bullying. I bet 99% of you won't, but repost this if you're that 1% that has a heart." -123589674

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 really Love wolves. They are the best animal and are most majestic and clever mamals you could ever learn about. I am also very friendly, I could not see having a problem becoming friends with you. Hope to become friends with you!!!! XD Cya later.
I have been bullied before, it isn't sugar and spices. Bullying most likely started from one single person. Bullying is a virus, and the only way you think you can escape it, is if you pass it on. People hurt themselves and even try to kill themselves, from depression. If you are a bully, YOU cause that depression. I saw some girl throw mulch at her own brother, and call him a nigger. When you see that happen, you realize, it hurts and you shouldn't be mean. DON'T be a bully, and DO be kind to others.
I have cut myself before, and even thought to turn to suicide. I used to write letters telling myself, "Don't do it, things will get better, I have written so many suicide notes that I could fill a trash can with those letters. I hung a letter I worte to myself on the ceiling, and I would read it every time I thought about it. I have been clean for 2 years, and hope I never turn to cutting again. Thank you for reading all of this, and for seeing the value in life, and how important you are to someone, even if you don't see it at first.


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