|******PROFILE LAST UPDATED 10/17/16******
This photo up above is the expression of who i am...so who am i?
PLEASE DON'T ASK ME TO DO ANYTHING FOR YOU BECAUSE I BARELY CAN FOCUS ON MYSELF.
Other than that message me...I will answer weird questions if you like......
The people i am thankful to:
Thank you for being my friend.
For helping me understand who i am.
Stormingwolf: Your a good person and you stick close to me even when i wasn't around...but when i came back you still showed me the same friendliness. You made me feel welcomed again. Your like a little brother to me that I have to care for and protect. I don't care how much you want to be forgotten or feel like things are always your fault.
beybladejk: You found me in a strange way but i am very thankful and i thank you so much. You are really kind to me. Without you i think i might be still a little lost...but i find myself slowly finding my way and i learn something everyday.
demonside and Goddess123: Thank you for all you've done. You make me feel happy and im learning. Thank you for being my friend.
Thesadangel: Thanks for encouraging me to be me. I will try with all my might and i believe i will succeed. Thanks.
Flagg: Although you deleted your account while I was gone. I miss your company and nice nature.
These are good people and I am loyal to them...
The rose that never blooms is here where time consumes
There alone with thee in the light of the in between.
(That keeps popping into my head)
Right now i am currently learning how to:
Controlling empathy on my own... (I'm becoming sensitive to that again)
I need to get better in my ablities.
My story was forbidden although it still hides in the vessels of secrets. In all honesty i don't know who i am and what i will become. I was trapped in the isolated hands of others and thrown around with constant lies. So in all honesty...i dont know who i am. I know what i was trained to be. So in a way--- who is me? Am i the creature who would never be free?
Life is precious like a tiny plant.
It breaths the air of tommorrow.
Crys into the rivers fear.
Burns in the desire of truth.
What exactly is life and where did it come from. Who made it? Who can see it as it really is? What if i can...what if i can't.
Things you should know about me.
*Im 17 years old
*Im not a very predictable spirit.
*Im a girl obviously
*I am straight...( i dont mind being friends with gays bi or lesbians)
*I love music, writing, drawing, natural at anything creative.
*I am not your normal average human being
*I dont like doing spells!!!
*I dont like calling myself a witch because im more than a witch and im not a witch.
* I have dreams that will scare anyone if i tell them all at once.
* I have a lot of abilities.
* I have a lot of will power...meaning i dont quit necessarily i come back.
* My favorite candy is holiday candy...and gummy bears.
*Im a virgo and my birth stone is sapphire.
* My name means royalty (thats all im giving you)
* My favorite color is obviously purple--plus black,white, and blue.
* Im extremely smart.
* I am a observer.
* My closest friends call me adorable and cute (gushes me a lot like im a giant teddy bear...).
* I am a pure soul....but there has been sides that...are scary for me to witness my dark side. Everyone has one...even angels..
*If i dont trust you enough. Dont trust me to tell you about secret things about myself.
* Like tales and stories...i also like prophecies and legends.
* If someone needs to talk to someone im good at listening to people.
* I am stubborn in many ways.
* I am loyal to the people I trust.
* I'm shy but I will open up sooner or later.
* I never been in a relationship...I usually choose not to love anyone...so don't take it personal when you get rejected.
MY VIEW ON LIFE
Life is infinite but short. It lies between science, time and magic because those are the things that reflects who we are...what life is. No one truely knows everything...and if so that is because they are important. And to embrace that importance is knowing the right thing to do. Life is all about freedom and choices...although that is mostly taken away. It revolves around the philosophy of what is good or evil. Good being hope and Evil being the desire of power.
MY ABILITIES AND GROWING
1. Lucid dreams
2. Dreams that predicts the future
3. Dreams that sends me hidden messages (when i figure it out its too late)
4. Seeing auras
5. Seeing visions
6. Energy sensitive
8. Making seals
9. Spirit walking
10. Manipulating energy
11. Sensing danger
12. Very intuitive
13. Meeting people in dreams before seeing them in real life
14. I can control the wind at some extent.
15. I absorb energy.
16. I see shadows ( i don't really know how to explain that one)
17. Seeing the souls of others by staring into their eyes
POSTS FROM OTHER PEOPLE
::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. I am against bullying. R u? :
Now 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 mater what
FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this.
REAL FRIENDS: Will repost it
If you respect the abused and raped copy this~
Hi,My name is Ally,
I am 15,
I screamed and screamed,
Yet know one heard me.
Hi,My name is Ally,
I am 16,
I have a 1 year old baby.
People call me slut,
And other bad names,
Hi,My name is Ally
And I was raped.
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....i did.