|*I am basically a guardian of the Spirit World. Yup. A Guardian Werewolf to be exact. But then again, if I am angered in a certain way destruction is my best friend that would like to stop by and visit you. Anyways..
I'm Destiny, call me Dez, girly,dude it really doesn't matter. Lol. Anyways, I'm not familiar with the different types and names of magic because, well it's weird. Hard to explain. Let me try: I can sense all beings in the world, whether man or woman is made for good or evil, Oh! Empathetic, extremely empathetic. Not sure if any religion has to do with demons, (unless it's daemons), God made Us, and all real Holy Spirits.
Stuff about me: Very down to Earth. Honest. Loyal to those I care about and/or hold dear to my heart. I can be quite persistent some times so if I'm annoying please tell me, I really don't mind.
Ever since I was born I have always believed that God made me. At first I didn't understand so I started asking my grandmother some questions. So what I'm basically saying is that God made every one and we should all be at least thankful that we are alive. Not everyone's believes what I do and vice versa. :)
Favorites: Italian food, black-white;blue-red, hobby$make money =), outdoors-relax and/or enjoy my time,, thing to do? Jam out to my music
Interesting thing about me: I am mortal and Immortal at the same time. If you have any questions please ask, but if you ever need a good friend that'll always be there hit me up thru mail if you just wanna talk. I'm very laid back and easy to get along with.
Personality: Gemini. Laid-back skater-like, a burning drive to learn every day all day if I'm lucky. Bubbly. Giggly. I'm a goofball. I have my hobbies and entertainment every where around me. :) yup. My passion is drawing. I love to help others and all people that enjoy being helped.
A little story:
I feel... as if I were a Cherry Blossom,
A four petaled one to be exact.
A petal has started blooming fast,
And the others didn't know what to do.
All five petals bring Unity for each one, as if they're indifferent from one another. When one starts to part, it starts becoming a shape it shouldn't. But maybe what happened the next day is something she knew she didn't want to happen that she knew would happen would make her feel so much Gratitude? It frustrated her to the core until she found what her heart was set for and it was right there.. in her grasp.
So.., as they started becoming one with each other in the flow of the wind; they thought of one wish. They went to God and asked if they could speak with Him. He said 'Yes' the woman said "I really wanna thank you for creating us. I am very thankful for ever thing you've done. Feed us, tend to our care, show us our path while still there but more like a vision.." as she started drifting off. The man looked up at the Lord himself and told him "thanks to my wife I wouldn't have lived a Life like this. And to see you.. right here? Wow this is crazy.. I have never been so thankful that it brought the Happiest tears to my eyes."
So then, the almighty Man himself said out loud: "you both show Honor and Respect that I have never seen before. I am very impressed. By the power of Me I shall bless all and everyone but there is going to be one catch." Takes in a breath(e). "For every sin you both, individual do it shall affect all and everything around you." They both exchanged looks and shook hands. After that.. they all parted and went their ways.
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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 into depression. Your best friend? She tried to kill herself. She didnt 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.