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I have the power to influence people's decisions, but I'm learning still how to control it. It sounds cool, but ,when I'm sad, it makes them sad to. Another thing I've been practiceing is influensing my computer. It sounds strange, but let me explain. I've made it load faster and 'think' the way I do.
My spirit animal is some sort of strange mix of a housecat and a dragon or something. I know how strange and stupid this may seem, but every time I meditate on my spirit animal, this strange creature. I may seem like a lier right now, but I'm not lying. I now have a pic of it in my pictures, so if you have any questions about it, just ask me.
I love music. My favorites are Within Temtation, Evanescense, and Skillet. Or, simply, any song that have a real message hidden within the song that I can relate to either personally or emotionally.
I've always felt a connection to both the elements and animals.
I'm very protective over every one of my friends. I am always there for them and I'm always willing to lend out my hand to all of them. If you want to be one of my friends, just message me. Also, if you hurt them, you can guess that I won't be happy with you, AT ALL!!!
I love animes with all my heart. My favorite five are Hellsing, Deathnote, Air TV, Wolf's Rain, and Trinity Blood. I like many other anime's, but these are my favorites. I also enjoy anime movies like Spirited Away, The Cat Returns, Castle in the Sky, and Howl's Moving Castle.
If I ever have to fight, I'll always prefer to use a katana or a dao. Both of those swords are honorable and dignifying. With swords, one knows that you're cunning and smart. With guns, all you need to know is to aim and shoot. I find no honor in that. The way of the sword is the way I roll.
I believe that I have a torn soul or something because half of me is nice. It's full of a caring, white light that wants only to help others. :) Yet, half of me feels dark. It feels like a lurking beast waiting for me to surrender to it's rage. I usually tend to listen to the good half, but there are times that I can't help myself to the dark side (like at school around all those people who think they're so great and smart when they're really immature and stupid.
I love to have fun and laugh with my friends.
I'm known to give good advice, so if you have a trouble, you can tell me and I'll try my best to help you.
Many people call me a weird person, but that's how I am, and I'm proud of it. I may be strange, but I'm awesome like that! XD
I wish that I could share all of this to my family and friends, but they're all christians that believe that all witches are satinists. I personally don't care if a person is a satinist or anything like that, but they really care for it, in the bad sort of way.
I'm not sure what I want to be yet, but I would like to know more about Gypsies because my great grandmother met one and she was right.
Motto: Dying in honor is better then living as a coward
To those who hate Emos/Goths:
Isnt it funny that when you go to the shops with your friends you look down at the girl with black jeans and studs but smile at the girl wearing a mini with a tshirt that barely cover anything?
Isnt it funny you can change your music taste to impress a guy but when it comes to a girl who likes her own music and her own style, you give her a mouthful?
ISN'T IT FUNNY that a guy can get away with being a gangsta but the emo gets a mouthful from everyone? are you laughing?
Isnt it funny a emo can be quiet all through the week but gets more shit from everyone than the girl who sleeps around and sells her virginity?
ISN'T IT FUNNY that you dont mind your friends drinking, smoking but the minute someone mentions emo music you can give them a lecture on melodramatic teenage outcasts?
I'm not laughing.
ITS SO FUNNY that you and your friends can make a girls life hell and not know anything about the silent battle she might be fighting.
ISN'T IT FUNNY that you can call emos, punks, goths the retards but still manage to get through your day without an inch of guilt in your heart.
HOW YOU CAN CALL A GIRL A POSER, HOW CAN YOU SAY ''YOUR NOT EMO'' OR ''ATTENTION SEEKER'' WITHOUT SPENDING A SECOND TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHY THERE ARE CUTS ON HER WRISTS AND WHY SHE SPENDS HER LUNCHTIMES CRYING INSTEAD OF LAUGHING WITH HER FRIENDS? KEEP ON LAUGHING!
isnt it funny you can say and do all this without any idea of what is going on in this persons life without knowing her situation with her friends or her family or her LIFE!
BRAVE ISNT GOING UP ON STAGE AND STRIPPING!
BRAVE IS NOT SAYING A SPEECH OR DUMPING YOUR BOYFRIEND!
BRAVE IS GOING TO SCHOOL ON MUFTI DAY AND NOT FOR A SECOND CARE WHAT THE WORLD AROUND YOU IS SAYING ABOUT YOUR CLOTHES.
ITS LISTENING TO YOUR OWN MUSIC AND BEING PROUD OF IT!
ITS GOING THROUGH EVERY DAY WITH THE THINGS PEOPLE SAY TO YOUR FACE AND BEHIND YOUR BACK AND YOU STILL KEEP QUIET.
ITS KNOWING WHAT YOUR ''FRIENDS'' ARE SAYING ABOUT YOU AND STILL CALLING THEM YOUR FRIENDS!
BRAVE IS KNOWING THAT TOMOROW ISNT A BRIGHT AND HAPPY FUTURE ITS ANOTHER DAY OF COMPLAINING AND DODGING RUMORS! KEEP ON LAUGHING.
if you agree put this on your profile and advise others to do the same
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.
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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
Post if your against child abuse
Try not to cry
Mommy...Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great, huge crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
When I went to school that day,
I never said good-bye.
I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.
When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,
And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,
And please tell Zack; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now,
And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best
Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest
Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,
And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass
Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this.
But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.
And Mommy tell the doctors; I know that they really did try
I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest
When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could
please listen to me if you would,
I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new
I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live.
But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry I had to cancel the date.
I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true
And Mommy all I need to say is, ''Mommy, I love you''
In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech
Students Who Were Lost
Try Not to Cry
Please if you would,
Don't smash this on the ground.
If you pass this on,
Maybe people will cry,
Just keep this in your heart,
For the people who didn't get to say ''Good-bye''.
Now you have 2 choices,
1) Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as
''Try Not To Cry''
2) Don't send it, and you have just proven how
cold-hearted you really are...
Its ok to cry, I cried, so can you