Guardian of Shadows• Show poetry

*~Quotes~*

"I'm a bunny! I'm a bunny! I'm a bunny!" -Steve as he ran through the woods lol. (10.14.09)

"Eat cake and DIE!" -My dad. (10.7.09) lol

"I'LL RIP OUT YOUR IMPLANTS!! RAAWWWRRR!!!!" -My dad (9.27.08 lmfao)

"I would rather be stuck on an island, with ten gay guys, then be in a car ride for two hours with that girl." -Some guy on World's Toughest Jobs. (9.26.08)

"You don't have to love me. You don't even have to like me. But you will respect me."

"Arms are for hugging. Boys are for kissing. Sluts are for dissing. And best friends are for when the boy is kissing the slut and all you really need is a hug. :]"

"It is better to be hated for what you are, then to be loved for what you are not."

"If you wait too long for the perfect moment, the perfect moment will pass you by."

"Sometimes people put up walls, not to keep others out... But to see who cares enough to tear them down."

"Love all, trust few, do wrong to no one." -Shakespeare.

"Never make somebody your EVERYTHING, cause when they are gone, you've got NOTHING."

"I love him, oh yes I do. He's for me, and not for you. And if by chance, you take my place. I'll take my fist, and smash your face."

"Don't be somebody that everyone else wants you to be... Just be yourself."

"There is nothing like a trail of blood, to find your way back home." -Sixx AM.

"Be who you are and say what you feel cause those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."

"You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better then your dreams." -Dr. Seuss.

"He gave her 12 roses, 11 real and 1 fake and said 'I will love you until the last one dies.'"

"I am who I am. I do not choose who I am. I choose who I am not." -Me. :]

"The death of one is a tragedy, the death of millions is just a statistic."

"I'm not a slave to a god, that doesn't exist."

"I'm not a slave to a world, that doesn't give a shit."

"There is no failure except in no longer trying. There is no defeat except from within."

"You cannot do a kindness too soon, for you will never know how soon it will be too late."

"Even a stopped clock is right twice a day."

"Positive anything is better then negative anything."

"The wise man does at once what the fool does finally." -Baltesar Gracian

"Be nice to people on the way up, because you will meet them on the way down."

"There are none so blind that they will not see."

"Today is the beginning of all your tomorrows."

"He who only looks at yesterday's problems will never see tomorrow's victory."

"A man travels the whole world in search of what he needs and returns home to find it."

"To speak kindly does not hurt the tongue."

"Commit a crime and the world is made of glass."

"Crisis refines life. In them you discover what you are."

"One man with courage makes a majority."

"Running away will never make you free."

"Remember that nobody will ever get ahead of you as long as he is kicking you in the seat of your pants."

"Life is not so short but that there's always time for courtesy."

"To avoid criticism, do nothing, say nothing, be nothing."

"A cynic can chill and dishearten with a single word."

"Whoever profits by the crime is quality of it."

"Good men die, but their death cannot kill their names."

"You will learn from getting up from a fall, not by crying about it."

"Some people are so afraid to die that they never live again."

"A cynic is a man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing."



♥ {{RP Character}} ♥
Name: Elysia Monic

Nickname or Alias: Elysia, Guardian, Boss.

Race: Shadow Angel, & Vampire.

Age: 849

Age appears to be: 27

Hair: Wavy

Color: Purple.

Style: A little past shoulder length.

Eyes: Change by mood.
Blue: Happy;
Green: Jealous;
Red: Pissed off;
Golden topaz: Playful;
Gray: Sad;
Solid white: Angelic form;
Solid Black with yellow sparks: Vampire form.

Normally, she looks like this.

Height: 5’ 9’’

Weight: 155 lbs.

Physical Build: Lean and fairly muscular.

Dominate Hand: Right.

Alignment: To her family and friends.

Equipment: None?

Weapons: Daggers on the sides of her legs, hidden in her fighting boots; a long sword that she normally tends to have, but not in all fights.
-Sword: This sword was specially hand crafted for her by a friend. This sword is able to take over, and use every one of her powers, rather than having any of it's own. So, it is able to use her magick, as well as special abilities.

Clothing: It changes. I'll mention it normally when she show up places. So, no need to worry about this.

Piercing: A piercing is driven threw the cartilage of her belly button. A stud is stabbed into the left side of her nose. Three studs rest in the cartilage of her right ear, while four remain on her left ear.

Tattoos: Angelic writing is scribbled down the right side of her face, when decrypted it reads "Guardian of the Shadows", forever embedded in her skin. On her back was an almost replica of her wings, but smaller. Much smaller. Since people would only see this tattoo when she had her shirt off, was changing, or swimming, this one wasn't seen very often. A more recent tattoo, in honor of her step-father, is of the stars. He loved the stars, so she got these stars tattoos along her side. In honor of her mother, who raised her from an abandoned child, she got a butterfly done on her stomach. Jetleena was a very earthy person, and connected well with nature, so she thought this as a cute little idea, while still holding significance.

Special Abilities: Manipulating shadows, Telepathy, Poison Condemnation, Pain Transfer, Fast Speed [Not super, but still fast], Poisonous Nails, Wiring.

Poison- She can stop her breathing to bring all the poison injected into her body, and direct it to her hands, where the poison seeps out of her pores, into her hands, and her nails take in the poison. She can then use the poison with her 'Poisonous Nails.'

Shadows- Elysia can travel threw shadows, and use shadows as weapons, or shields. She can solidify shadows, and just as easily turn it back into a gas, or shade of color. Traveling threw the shadows allows her to get places easily, without needing super speed.

Pain Transfer- If she can lay her hands on someone long enough, she can mentally tap into their nerves and sooth their pain, and bring the pain into herself, making herself feel their pain. But, it can also work in reverse. She can force all of her pain into someone else. You could say the taking pain part, could be considered "Healing" But, it is more then that, so I don't call it that. But, if someone wants, they can say technically it is healing.

Wiring- When she transforms, wires comes from her body, wrapping around her. It is formed from pure anger and hatred and it gives her so much more power at the touch. The metal glistens purple in contrast with her pale white skin. The metal sparks with electricity so when someone besides herself touches it, it will shock them immensely. No one can use the wiring against her because it is a part of her own body, not being able to be unattached unless SHE MAKES it. When in her transformation, she is 10x as strong as she already was. All of her abilities are strengthened, and it is actually really hard to get her to change back. She's only transformed twice.

Magic: Elements, Kiss of Healthy Death.

Elements- She mainly uses earth, and water as her elements, but she mixes the elements together with shadow. By using water, and combining it with shadow, she can condense, or evaporate the water, and have the gas particles form around someone, then solidify; trapping them within the dark water. Earth allows her to sink into the sand and appear in other places, if there are no shadows present and she needs a quick escape.

Kiss of Healthy Death- When someone she cares about is close to death, she has a choice to make. She can chose whether or not to take, or give life. She can either suck the life out of them and bring it into her own body, and their soul can rest in peace, or she can give life. If she decided to give life, she gives her own life, and all her powers of her own, and powers she has collected to the person she gives it to. ((Meaning, if I gave my charry's life up to somebody, that person would be allowed to take ALL of the abilities on my charry sheet, and make it their own.))

Character Persona-

Personality: She doesn’t normally fight unless challenged, or if it is to protect her family and friends. When around people she knows, she can have a wonderful time, and have some drinks. But when around enemies, she shows almost no emotion, and is always trying to stay strong for her family. She hates to show sadness, because it makes her feel weak, and she won’t allow herself to be weak. She is very respectful, and honors a commitment. She does what ever she has to for her family, and would die for them. She fights fair, and won't use cheap tricks. She is normally a very calm person, and she tries to suppress her emotions to keep them hidden. But when she gets angry, people had better watch out because she will rip your throat out. Angering her to a large extent will force her to transform into her Vampire state. Now that she is a little bit older, she has taken on the role of a mother. She does have a few children. Because of this, she can be a very sincere and kind, motherly figure. But at other times, she's one evil son-of-a-bitch. But, normally, very calm. Upon first greeting, taking it that she's not there to fight or because she's pissed, then a feeling about her was very inviting. If she was pissed, and came in angry, then the air was always heavy and cold, and a feeling of something crawling on your skin tended to occur.

Background/History: When she was a teenager, she woke up in the dark woods. She had no memory of who she was, only having the silver dagger necklace around her neck, and a long black robe with a hood. She struggled to live in the woods, with no idea of the outside world. One night in the black forest a beast came upon her, and charged at her. She hid in the shadows, and wished to be somewhere else. She told herself over and over again, to be in a safer part of the woods, and with a swift brush of the wind, she opened her eyes to find herself clear across the woods, in her safe out under some large rocks. She shook in confusion but soon learned to control it.
One day while traveling threw the shadows, she became very exhausted, and couldn’t travel by shadows for a while. She was still new to it, so it exhausted her easily. The wolves around noticed this, and decided to use it to their advantage. The wolves attacked, and she tried to hold them off, but couldn’t for very long. They decided not to kill her, and left her half dead in the middle of the forest. There weren’t shadows here, and she was too weak to travel. After hours of laying there bruised and bleeding, a woman stumbled across her. Her name was Jetleena. She took Elysia in and treated her wounds. Jetleena accepted Elysia as her daughter. To this day she is still her mother.


She is married to Void Monic, and took his last name in the marriage.

At this moment, she has three daughters, one son, and a son-in-law. Aeris, Alesana, and Kyrie are her daughters. Ephialtes is her son. And Ayin is her son-in-law, who is married to Aeris. Ephialtes and Kyrie are twins, and she plans to raise them in an almost brutal manner. These two will be raise to be brutal killers, but still remaining to the family's loyalty. Kyrie is part fox, taking it from Void's side. Ephialtes is a full blooded Vampire, taking after both Elysia and Void. They are still young, but growing. Soon they should be teenagers, and the training will really begin.

She is now the Queen of Fanghorrne Castle, from her late father, Lorcan.


{{♥ My RP Family ♥}}
♥ Husband- shadow of void
♥ Father- Folklor (Died.)
♥ Mother- Angelflower
♥ Sisters- Wulf-Eyez De Winter
♥ Brothers- Jack, Pingwen, Gale the windlord
♥ Uncles- Dante DrakenSire, Xario
♥ Grandfather- Angelus Darktree
♥ Grandmother- Silveren Drakensire
♥ Daughters- Alesana Darkness, Aeris Silverlight, Kyrie
♥ Sons- Ephialtes



♥ [[Other Character]] ♥


Name: Rhianna Geheimnis

Nickname or Alias: Rhi. She currently is going by the name Lily though.

Race: Full blooded Vampyre

Age: 625

Age appears to be: 17

Hair: To lower back

Color: Blonde and Blue

Style: Straight

Eyes: Change by mood. Grey-White: Sad; Blue: Happy; Green: Jealous; Topaz: Playful; Black: Angry/ Vampyre Form

Height: 5’ 8’’

Weight: 140 lbs

Physical Build: Lean but hidden strength- thanks to Vampyre abilities and magick.

Image: Lily.

Dominate Hand: Right.

Alignment: Family and Friends.

Equipment: Her bag that she always carries, containing multiple things of blood, medicine, first aid equipment, and small daggers.

Weapons: Two Katanas, one on each side of her hip

Clothing: Normally she'll wear a black, short, tight t-shirt and blue jeans that had occasional rips from fighting. Her clothes do tend to change, but she normally is seen in that outfit.

Special Abilities: Energy Magick, Telepathy, Telekinesis, and Shadows.

Energy Magick- She can use energy and turn it into electricity, using it then as magick.

She can travel threw the shadows, and use them in her control.


Magick: Elements, Healing

Elements- She mainly use earth, and water as her elements, but she mixes the elements together, or with shadow. By using water, and combining it with shadow, she can condense, or evaporate the water and have the gas particles form around someone, then solidify, trapping them within the dark water. Earth, allows her to sink into the sand and appear in other places, even if there are no shadows present.

Healing- She can heal almost any wound. She also carries around medical supplies for things she can't or if she is too weak.


Character Persona-

Personality: She is a VERY curious person, and tends to push her luck, a little too far at times. Even so though, she can be very dark and mysterious. She is normally very serious when she first meets someone, and is a slight bitch, teasing them about things. After people get to know her though, she is pretty bubbly. She’s bipolar. (o.o)


Background/History: She was raised in the city, Providence, Rhode Island. She wasn’t materialistic though, actually the complete opposite. She didn’t own much, and has always been very generous. Her family was completely killed long ago, attacked by hunters. They were all burned to death. She escaped through a basement door in her room. She was about 5 years old at the time and barely knew how to control her magick. Her family’s death made her very grateful for everything. She raised herself, living in her family’s old home. Her neighbor was her trainer, and he taught her not to kill for fun, and only when it is a need, not a want. Unfortunately, her trainer died from old age and bad health. She now travels around randomly, looking for a new place to stay, and call home, looking for someone to love.


Update: She killed herself. Because of this, she needed a new body to reincarnate into. That, is how she became Lily.

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{{Real me.}}
Age: 15
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: Fat. -_- Yeah yeah, get over it. XD
Eye Color: Changes between blue, green and gray.
Hair Color: Light brown with some blonde highlights in it.
Likes: Poetry, Photography, Music, Art, Singing, Darkness, Father, my Older brother, my sister, my mother is alright, and my boyfriend Steve.
Dislikes: Pink, Light, Fakes, Liars, Cheaters, my ex Adam, & my younger brother.
Images:
Homecoming. I was getting annoyed.
My boyfriend, Steve. :]

People can call me anything they want, any insult they can think of. I agree with them. Someone calls me an fugly fat whore, I'll agree. I completely hate myself, and I've gotten over people calling me things. When you get tormented since you are a toddler, you get use to people treating you badly.

I am looked upon as the, "Freak," or the "Outcast." Most people don't even take the time to learn about me. But, there are those few people, who are open minded enough, to say hi, and learn who I really am.

I'm not what people would call GIRLY. I'm a tom boy, and damn proud of it. I wrestle, play football, and hang with guys. It's more fun to get down and dirty, then to worry about braking a nail. OMG I BROKE A NAIL! Haha fuck that. ^_^

Random Facts:
-I like Spongebob.
-I fall over a lot. Even when I'm not moving.
-I love roller coasters.
-Cats hate me
-I'm mean. Ha. Yeah, can't change that one
-I made my brother eat dog food when he was little
-I made my brother and sister eat/drink a cup of orange juice with chopped up pickles in it, telling them we were playing Fear Factor.
-I can't remember how to fold a paper airplane.
-I have a bunch of pillows and stuffed animals on my beds.
-I have two beds.
-I fight. A lot.
-I do good in school.
-People tend to see me as a threat in person.
-I'm looked upon as a freak or outcast.
-I like cows.
-I moo a lot.
-I'm fat.
-I'm ugly.
-I don't care.
-I love my friends.
-I absolutely love Wali-World and Target.
-Providence Mall is so much fun.
-I love my boyfriend, Steve.
-I don't like pepperoni.
-I don't eat anything on Pizza except cheese and black olives.
-I live with my dad.
-I have OCD.
-Most of my friends also believe I'm bipolar.
-I'm normally pretty quiet or calm.
-Mess with my family or friends and you head will be mine as a trophy to burn.
-I watch CSI and Law & Order very often.
-I love Comedy Central.
-I have two brothers and a sister.
-I look nothing like my parents.
-I look more like my half brother then them.
-My sister is gorgeous.
-I love music.
-Hate rap though.
-But I like Eminem.
-I am very picky about how I eat.
-I have a heightened sense of feel.
-I have (supposedly) perfect vision.
-I can see in the dark better then in the light.
-I prefer night to day.
-I ish a vampire. RAWRR!
-I liked the Twlilight books. But then again, I read them years ago. So, get over that little fact.
-Stephanie Meyer is NOT a genius for her books.
-The sky is blue
-White and Black sadly aren't colors.
-I have many colored gel bracelets.
-I like to sing- even though I'm not good at it.
-I draw a lot.
-I write a lot
-I'm currently writing a book. Hurray.
-I don't like wearing pants.. >.>
-Or shirts
-I love hot showers
-The snow is amazing, but having to shovel 5-7'' every week or so really sucks.
-Clothes are a waste of money.
-Kayla and I are very amazingly random. We love it. So, ha.
-You should read my posts on our convos.
-I go nuh night in the AM.
-I go buh bye now. Hehe. *skips off to go hit something with a stick.*

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The Boy, The Girl, and The Heart On a Sleeve by Heart-Break-Hero


'There was once a boy with extraordinary empathy...

A boy who's life was vibrant and colorful, but cursed
With a mind that could not cease thinking, and a sensitive heart
Which he wore on his sleeve.
His life had known no great sorrow. He was not a victim of circumstance
As those who are truly hurt might have been.
But his feelings stretched out from his fingertips and wrapped themselves around
Any and every soul with a cross to bear, and a story to tell.

Their feelings became his own.
Their memories became his past.
Their joy became his joy.
And their pain became his pain...
The boy very much disliked his own life. To him the lives of others always seemed
So much more interesting.
And the boy very much disliked himself. For no mirror seemed to tell any other story
Than that of the very boring boy
With a happy life, no crosses to bear, and no story to tell...

And so the boy surrounded himself with pain. With love. With confusion.
And all the people they inhabited.
Their crosses became his burden. And thus their stories became his own.
He became a lover... a fighter... a rebel... a pacifist... hopeless... faithful... But most of all...
He became a liar...
And the heart which he wore on his sleeve forgot its own name
Slowly being distorted by the boy and his stolen lives...

And then he found her.
She was beautiful. She was intelligent.
And most of all...
She had her cross to bear and a story to tell.

By then the boy had lost himself. He no longer knew the meaning of peace
And the mirror, who had long ago been so cruel, didn't even recognize him anymore...
Never the less, he did his best to carry her cross, and hear her story.
But this girl was different than the others...reluctant to abandon her past and Give up the cross...
She was truly a victim of circumstance, and her life knew some of the greatest Sorrows of all.

And the boy became fixated on her.
His fascination with her was different than any other.
It wasn't selfish. The boy wanted nothing more
Than to relieve her of her painful duty
And pick up the pieces of the shattered heart she once wore on her sleeve as well.
She was different, and he wanted to make her happy.

But the girl would not have it. At least not yet...
For she too, was fixated on the boy.
She cleansed his hands of stolen emotion.
She distracted his eyes from confusion and pain.
She helped the boy find the innocence he had forgotten.
And most of all...
She cleansed his heart of the crosses that had for so long plagued
Its empathetic chambers.

They fell deeply in love
And carried but one cross together.
And vowed to carry it as one forever...


The boy, the girl, and the heart on a sleeve.'



[[ This to me, is a sign of what true love does to people. I love how he wrote this. So much, that I put it on my page!! The words he uses just throws your mind into a story. He thinks its a little long, but I think it isn't long enough. Love is a very hard thing to understand, especially if things are complicated in the relationship. I think he did a wonderful job on trying to describe what love does to a person. He's an amazing writer, you should check him out some time. I'll even give you the link!! -- http://allpoetry.com/Heart-Break-Hero ]]


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Relationships:
(x) I've had someone cheat on me.
( ) I've gone on a blind date.
(x) I've been the dumpee more than the dumper.
(x) I miss someone right now.
( ) I have a fear of commitment.
(x) I have a fear of abandonment.
( ) I've cheated in a relationship.
( ) I've been the cheatee
( ) I've gotten divorced
(x) I've had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.
(x) I've told someone I loved them
(x) I've kept something from a past relationship.


Sexuality:
(x) I've had a crush on someone of the same sex
( ) I've had a crush on a teacher.
(x) I am a cuddler.
(x) I love to flirt. (I do it without even knowing I am >.>)
(x) I've been kissed in the rain.
(x) I've hugged a stranger.
( ) I have kissed a stranger.


Honesty/Crime:
( ) I am a terrible liar.
(x) I've done something I promised someone else I wouldn't
(x) I've done something I promised myself I wouldn't.
(x) I've snuck out of my house.
(x) I have lied to my parents about where I am.
(x) I am keeping a secret from the world
(x) I've cheated while playing a game.
(x) I've cheated on a test.
( ) I've run a red light.
( ) I've been suspended from school.
(x) I've witnessed a crime.
(x) I've been in a fist fight.
( ) I've been arrested.


Drugs/Alcohol:
(x) I've consumed alcohol.
( ) I have passed out drunk at least once in the past 6 months.
(x) I've taken painkillers when I didn't need them.
(x) I have cough drops when I'm not sick.
( ) I can't swallow pills.
(x) I can swallow about 5 pills at a time no problem
( ) I have been diagnosed with clinical depression.
(x) I shut others out when I'm depressed.
( ) I take anti-depressants. (Am supposed to be..)
(x) I'm anorexic or bulimic.
(x) I've slept an entire day when I didn't need it.
(x) I'm addicted to adrenaline
(x) I've hurt myself on purpose
( ) I'm addicted to self harm
(x) I've woken up crying.
(x) I've cried myself to sleep.
( ) Smoked a cigarette
( ) Smoked weed or any other type of drug


Death and Suicide:
( ) I'm afraid of dying.
( ) I hate funerals.
( ) I've seen someone die.
(xxxxx) Someone I know has attempted suicide.
(xxx) Someone close to me has committed suicide.
(x) I've attempted suicide.
(x) I've felt someone die.

Random:
(x) I can sing well. (kinda.)
( ) I open up to others easily.
(x) I watch the news.
( ) I don't kill bugs. (I hate the bastards.)
(x) I hate hearing songs that sacrifice meaning for the sake of being able to rhyme.
(x) I curse regularly.
(x) I sing in the shower.
( ) I am a morning person. (Depends on the night before)
( ) I paid for my cell phone ring tone. (Don't have one.)
(x) I'm a snob about grammar.
( ) I am a sports fanatic.
( ) I twirl my hair
( ) I have "x"s in my screen name
(x) I love being neat *Sometimes*
( ) I've copied more than 30 CD's in a day
(x) I bake well.
( ) My favorite color is either white, yellow, pink, red or blue
(x) I would wear pajamas to school.
( ) I like Martha Stewart.
( ) I know how to shoot a gun.
(x) I am in love with love.
( ) I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.
(x) I laugh at my own jokes.
( ) I eat fast food weekly
(x) I believe in ghosts/spirits.
( ) I am online 24/7, even as an away message.
(x) I've not turned anything in and still got an A in a certain class.
(x) I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room.
(x) I am really ticklish.
(x) I love white chocolate
( ) I bite my nails
(x) I play video games
(x) I'm good at remembering faces.
( ) I'm good at remembering names.
(x) I'm good at remembering dates.
( ) I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.
( ) I have tried to join a circus and failed

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The strength of a man isn't in the width of his shoulders
It's in the width of his arms that encircle you.

The strength of a man isn't in the deep tone of his voice.
It's in the gentle words he whispers.

The strength of a man isn't how many buddies he has.
It's how good of buddies he is with his children.

The strength of a man isn't in how respected he is at work.
It's in how respected he is at home.

The strength of a man isn't in how hard he hits.
It's in how tender he touches.

The strength in a man isn't in the hair on his chest.
It's in his Heart...that lies within his chest.

The strength of a man isn't how many women he's loved.
It's in can he be true to one woman.

The strength of a man isn't in the weight he can lift.
It's in the burdens he can carry.
-Author Unknown

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Put this on your page if your against abuse of any kind or have been abused..

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Month One

Mommy, I am only 8 inches long, but I have all my organs. I love the sound of
your voice. Every time I hear it, I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your
heart beat is my favorite lullaby.



Month Two

Mommy, today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me, you could
definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home
though. It is so nice and warm in here.



Month Three

You know what Mommy, I'm a girl !! I hope that makes you happy. I always want
you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad
too, and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.



Month Four

Mommy, my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine, but I will have a
lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my
fingers and toes, and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it
too.



Month Five

You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a
baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?



Month Six

I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it?
It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy!! HELP me!!



Month Seven

Mommy, I'm okay. I'm in heaven now with God. He told me what abortion is. Why didn't you want me Mommy?



Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak. Take this and if you have a heart, place this on your page. ?

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I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital, because they stopped operating on me when they found out that I was homosexual.

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 one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

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 man who died when the paramedics 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 didn’t 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 girl who will always be there for you, no matter what your sexuality is. Even if I am tortured at school and in life for being a bi-sexual Athiest.

I am the girl who has divorced parents that both don't want her.

*Repost this on your page if you believe homophobia is wrong*

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'Jessy you love me don't you' a smile; his
Their breathe spirts weep
'Daddy you know i do; what is it?'
He smiles at his friend; his hand creeps

His friend takes my hand; looks me in the eyes
Daddy's creeping up my nightie; cold hands
I try to pull his hand away; grip is strong!
They look at one another; nod; something planned

I feel my palms sweat; Daddy's under my knickers
'Daddy I'm going to bed! Night' Pulling again
But there grip is to strong for weak me
I look at both; and ask, who are these men?

His fingers going up me; pulling away
His friend leans forward; a kiss? Why?
His tongue moving mine; my eyes squint
Lean back and away; 'Why are you doing this?'

No answer, i feel the pain inside me; him
Chucks the quilt on the floor; me to
I try and scamper away, but I'm not fast
'O Daddy please, i love you'

His friend; pulling at my nightie
And my Dad pulling my pants down
His friend pinning my hands to the floor
As my Dad lies himself on the ground

I squirm; as Daddy friend pulls me up
And places me on top of Daddy; thrusts within
I cry; i bite; i scratch; i slap; i fail
'O Daddy please you win you win!'

I can feel my skin rip; my virginity breaking free
I can feel the blood seep down my leg
'Daddy your hurting me please'
I plead to him and his friend; not even a beg

Daddy's laughing; why does he laugh?
His friend shoves himself in my mouth and moans
Tying my hands together; moving in and out
'Ride me Jessy' He laughs and groans

They smile at one another; laugh to
They roll me over and spread me wide well
My daddy sits on my face; himself in again
While his friend talks and pushes himself inside

I can hardly breathe; i gag for air
I cough and splutter; cry and weep
I beg and plead; but its no use
They've already made me hurt and bleed

I stare into his eyes; that look upon me
This is not my Dad; where is he?
If he was still here; would he care
Would he actually even; see?

Finally they get off and lie me on the sofa
My cheeks blotchy from tears and pain
They play with themselves; all over me
Rub it in; making me feel the shame

'Why Daddy? Please tell me why?'
Dad looks at his friend; and waves him away
'Jessy i love you' he smiles and kisses my cheek
'Is that all you have in your heart to say?'

He puts my nightie on me
And walks me to my bedroom door
Ever since that night; His friend
And himself every Friday come back for more

'Night sweet Girl; You are my life'
Closing the door, tears still down my face
Still the smell of him and his friend
Fade into me like disgrace


I watch the Moon go down; the sun come up
'Jessy its school' Knocking at my door
I cant help but cry; weep in pain
Because I'm so scared he wanted more

But one night daddy took it too far
Daddy and his friend came back for one last shot
They were worried they would get caught
So he and his friend took me to a cemetery lot

I was blindfolded and my hands were tied back
'Daddy please!! Not tonight!'
Daddy and his friend both had their last fun
After that i tried to put up a fight

I begged daddy 'Please no more!'
All he could say 'Shut up you stupid whore!'
Daddy unblindfolded me at last
He said I love you so much

He went back into the car and pulled out a bat
'Daddy I swear I wont say a thing!!!!'
I was dead
After only one swing..........................
RAPE IS SOO WRONG! POST IF YOU AGREE!

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If you love rock or any form of rock, paste this on your page!!

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*A girl and guy were speeding, on a motorcycle, over 90 mph on the road..
Girl: Slow down. I’m scared.
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No, it’s not. Please, it’s too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
*Girl hugs him*
Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? It’s bugging me.
(In the paper the next day)
A motorcycle crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it, but only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn’t want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.

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92% of American teens today would die if Abercrombie & Fitch said it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. If you're part of the 8% that would be laughing their butts off, put this in your profile.

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92% of teens have moved onto rap. If you are part of the 8% that still listen to real music then put this on your AP page.

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TO EVERY GIRL


To every girl that is SCARED to put her heart out there again, because she has been HURT too many times.

To every girl that dresses cute, not skanky.

To every girl who wants to be called beautiful, not hot.

To every girl that thinks they are fat and wants him to
say I don't care just to show how much she means to him.

To every girl that will spend her whole day looking for the perfect present for you.

To every girl that would die to have a decent boyfriend.

To every girl who would just once like to be treated like a princess.

To every girl that just wants to hold hands.

To every girl that kisses him with meaning.

TO EVERY GIRL WHO JUST WISHES HE CARED MORE.

To every girl who just once, wants a guy to give their jacket up when she is cold.

To every girl who just wants him to call.

To every girl who lies awake at night thinking about him.

To every girl that just wants to cuddle.

TO EVERY GIRL WHO SHOWS HOW MUCH SHE CARES BUT GETS NOTHING BACK.

To every girl that ever thought "Maybe this one could be the one."

To every girl that laughs at stupid stuff when she actually doesn't think it is funny.

To every girl who is just looking for that one and only and is having a rough time along the way.

To every girl that doesn't want a guy who just plays with her emotions but actually cares about how she feels.

TO EVERY GIRL WHO WANTS WORDS BACKED UP WITH ACTIONS.

TO EVERY girl that FELL for ALL the LIES ONLY TO FIND THEMSELVES ALONE in the END.

To every girl that gave her heart away to have it shoved back in her face.

To every girl that has faith that "tomorrow will be a better day." And it will be.

Post This^^^^^^^ On Your Page If You ARE the "Girl"
For Guys Post it if you want to find a girl like that and if you have then post it and Put at last line "I Love a Girl Like That"

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This is Mr. Bunny. Please paste him on your page to help him accomplish his goal of conquering all the member profiles on AP.

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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 cant do a wrong
I cant 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 ill 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 starting to cry
He finds me weeping
Calls me ugly words,
He says its 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
Hes 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 its now much to late
His face has been twisted
Into a unimaginable shape
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
O please God, have mercy!
O please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door
While i lay there motionless
Brawled on the floor
My name is Chris
I am three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me
And you can help
Sickens me top the soul,
And if you read this
and don't pass it on
I pray for your forgiveness
Because you would have to be
One heartless person
To not be effected
By this Poem
And because your effected,
Do something about it!
So all I ask you to do
Is pass this on!
IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!

PUT THIS IN YOUR HOMEPAGE IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!

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RACISM IS WRONG!!!

A black man walks into a restaurant and orders some food. The waitress, who is white, refuses to serve him, saying he is colored. The man looked at her and said:

When I was born, I was black.

When I grow up, I'm black.

When I go into the sun, I'm black.

When I'm cold, I'm black.

When I'm scared, I'm black.

When I get sick I'm black.

When I die, I'm still black.

But you,

When you were born, you were pink.

When you grow up, you're white.

When you go in the sun, you're red.

When your cold, you're blue.

When your scared, you're yellow.

When you get sick, you're green.

And, when you die, you're gray.

And you're calling me colored??

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I remembered what you said.
you told me not to drink, Mom
So I had a Sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself,
the way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive,
though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice,
and your advice to me was right
as the party finally ended,
and the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car,
sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming, Mom
something I expected least.
Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,"
Mom, His voice seems far away.
My own blood all around me,
as I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
"This girl is going to die."
I'm sure the guy had no idea,
while he was flying high,
because he chose to drink and drive,
now I would have to die.
So why do people do it, Mom
Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me,
like a hundred stabbing knives.
Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom
tell daddy to be brave,
and when I go to heaven,
put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have taught him,
that it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I'd still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom
I'm getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
and I'm so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me Mom,
as I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say I love you, Mom
So I love you and good-bye.

-Don't drink and drive people. Terrible things come from it. Car accident's kill so many teenagers today. Hell, my ex Bf died recently from a car accident. Just, please stop and think before you do some of the stupid shit you do.-
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|…….O.| ever pushed a
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"I'm Sorry"

I'm sorry if I don't meet your standards
I'm sorry if I'm not a
I'm sorry if my boobs aren't big enough to "satisfy" your needs.
I'm sorry if I'm not skinny enough for you to see my ribs
I'm sorry if I'm not pretty enough to be "your girl".
I'm sorry if I'm not tanned enough for you
I'm sorry if I'm not a playboy model so I can't act like a porn star for you.
I'm sorry if I'm weird
I'm sorry that I write about you every day
I'm sorry if i don't have a dream body that turns you on.
I'm sorry if I'm not tall enough.
I'm sorry if I don't have sex with you on the first date.
I'm sorry if I'm annoying
I'm sorry if my hair is not long enough.
I'm sorry that I'm different from those other girls
I'm sorry i won't hang all over you, and be a complete tramp to make you happy.
I'm sorry that I actually care about you and actually call to see how you're doing.

But most of all...

I'm sorry that most guys can't accept a girl for who they really are.
If you're a girl and you agree with this letter, repost as "I'm sorry".
If you're one of the FEW GUYS with enough balls to repost and you would never make your girl feel this way, repost as "I love you just the way you are"

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80% of Americans say "I LOVE YOU".
20% actually mean it.
If you honestly are in the 20%, paste this into your
profile.
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Ninety-five percent of the kids out there are concerned with being popular and fitting in. If you're part of the five percent who aren't, copy this, put it in your profile.