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playlist at MyFlashFetish.com.





I'm RANDOM! Okay, now that thats over with...


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92% of the teen population would be dead if
Abercrombie and Fitch decided breathing wasn't cool!!

~Put this is your profile if you are one of the
8% who would be laughing hysterically instead


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repost this:

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help this emo kid rule the world,
defeating the that cursed bunny!
DO THIS IF YOU LOVE ME!!!!!!!!
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after I went to therapy,
i told her All my problems
then my therapist said:
" ya know,maybe life isn't for everyone"
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read this...


I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a
fag everyday. I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided
in my mother that I am a lesbian. I am the prostitute working the
streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman. I am the sister
who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled
nights. We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her
time. I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would
not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room. I am the
foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from
the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I
wish they could adopt me. I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed
myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too
much to bear. We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us
when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men. I am
the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to
avoid getting the management called on me. I am the mother who is not
allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The
court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another
woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support
system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive
partner is also a woman. I am the domestic-violence survivor who has
no support system to turn to because I am male. I am the father who
has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection
to other men. I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to
teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that. I am the
woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they
realized I was transsexual. I am the person who feels guilty because
I think I could be a much better person if I didnt have to always
deal with society hating me. I am the man who stopped attending
church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their
doors to my kind. I am the person who has to hide what this world
needs most, love. I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm
a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them. I am the boy
tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two
straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson" ---IF YOU BELIEVE THAT
HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG... REPOST THIS



My hobbys, as of late, are singing, acting, playing guitar, ice
skating, writing stories, and also art. Gotta love it xP... 

It just asked if I was single. That scares me greatly. 

Well I love to roleplay, I also enjoy talking with new people, and
animals. I'm a major cat and dog person, I just love their soft fur.
Anyways, I'm Hannah Christina, and I am 13 years old, going on 14 on
Dec. 9th. I am in a band, currently called "Marble Angel", we play a
weird style of music. Its not exactly at punk, but it isn't just
rock.. its odd. And uhmm just to answer the question 'am I single'
Yes. But I don't want to get a hundred letters asking if I want to be
your girlfriend. 
Wow, moving on.  

I have one cat named Ross, and another named Chester field be-barnaby
III, and then one named Chloe. I have a hamster named Apapthy, and I
love her so much!!
Then my brother has a cat named Amber and one named Dimitri. I also
own a golden retreiver. My dogs name is Faith. I love chocolate.. 

I'm more of an introlvert. 

I strongly believe(trust) in god. God, has carried me through so
much. I don't even know how to thank him for it. And just because I
know he'll read this. "I LOVE YOU GOD! AND THANK YOU SO SO SOOO
MUCH!" 

I thing that love is more important then romance, just simply because
its a part of life. Life is to love. In my opinion love, can be many
diferent things. It can be "Eros". The greek love that we feel for
our significant others. "Philious" The love we feel for our familys.
I feel this way towards most of my friends, such as Adriana. And then
"Agape" The love that God has for us. The ultimate love. You can feel
'Agape' For your spouse or love, and even family member or friend. It
means you love them so much, that you would give your life for them. I
feel that way towards most of my friends. Just since it asked, my
ambition is to live life at the fullest. And that meaning for me, is
to be in a band, and meet My Chemical Romance. I think i'm pretty
fair at writing storys. 

One of my favorite love quotes.

Love is eternal - the aspect may change, but not the essence. There
is the same difference in a person before and after he is in love as
there is in an unlighted lamp and one that is burning. The lamp was
there and was a good lamp, but now it is shedding light too, and that
is its real function. And love makes one calmer about many things, and
that way, one is more fit for one's work. 

~Vincent Van Gogh

Some My Chemical Romance Videos:








THE BREAKFAST MONKEY


~Written by

Gerard Way

The Monkey- Gerard Way
Crazy Boy- Gerard Way


My Role Play Characters:

  
      
Malissa^
Her Halloween outfit

  
      Malissa^
Her weekend outfit

  
      Malissa^

Her highschool uniform


 
      Mara(undead vampire)^







Hah! And here are some funny videos! Along with my fetus!


I adopted a cute lil' mouse fetus
from Fetusmart! Hooray fetus! 


Ooh, Gee makes a smexy drunk!





WTF is a jacket slut?







Hrmm sounds like my brother.. Armpit problem.. 







Reeeaalllly Dumb but funny





haha love thoes.

And this one. This is for Gerard Way. He's everything to me, and
more. I thank god for him. He dousn't know I exist, and that dousn't
matter as much to me, as he does. All I want is for him to know me,
but I need him to keep on going. He helps me carry on. And thats what
matters. Gerard, has saved my life. If you don't understand, don't
ask. I can't explain it.

Somthing I would like to say! (OR you can find it on my page about my
internet family)


Dart is not my friend, brother, and I don't give a hoot what happens.
Bitter, cold, and dark is all the vibes I pick up
from him, and until he learns how to treat people, then I will not
talk/converse with/of him. He hurt me, ruined me,
cracked then broke my porcelain heart in a million pieces that have
yet to be picked up. I'm just holding on to the
ones I manged to catch as it broke. 

He had picked me up, held me close, and fought off the bad, and pain,
and told me many things I had been longing to
hear for all of my life, and here I was hearing them from the one I
would least expect it from, my brother. And then he
put somthing special into me, induvidguatly, or how ever you spell
that word. But then things grew colder, the nights
got longer, and the light at the end of the long, hard