Hi!! You may call me buddy. There isn't much really to say about myself. uhm, I'm not to good at profiling -don't even know why i bother sometimes- so i guess you'll have to know me through what i write. Most of my stories, such as "It Hurts" and "Bittersweet" are this angsty little side of me that is sadly my muse. -shakes head-
So i quickly ran out of things to say, like i said, i'm not good at this. Check out my stories, leave a review, and i'll get back to you. Also, i love a challenge, so give me one, and i'll write it.
-smiles- Owari.
~Buddy
The End
just kidding!! XD
okay, so i was broswing through other peoples profiles (don't ask why, i just was) and i thought it'd be cool to post some things here like them, these are thing's like i like, i've written, or i just though were woth mentioning. bear with me now, it won't be much (-uncrosses fingers and blows a rasberry-)
Homophobia and You: They're people too! Stop the hate and spread the love!
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 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 did not 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 who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
Knowledge =96
11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5=96
Hard work =98
8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11=98
ATTITUDE =100
1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5=100
BULLSHIT=103
2+21+12+12+19+8+9+20=103
ASS KISSING = 127
1+19+19+11+9+19+19+9+14+7=127
(I wrote this a long time ago, but i thought it was worth posting, i wrote it for a friend who was freaking out over not having any real friends _ my how the years go by.)
Dark side of the Moon
The dark side of the moon,
We will visit it soon.
To explore our hearts and souls,
To achieve all our goals.
We will make it I know,
Just promise not to let go.
It won’t be hard to face our fears,
Even through all our tears.
We shall find riches untold,
Spoils of silver and gold.
We will travel there,
Make others care.
You will finally see,
It’s to be free.
We will focus our strengths,
To go the long lengths,
We will capture the stars,
Just so we can call them ours.
It will be, just me and you,
On the Dark side of the Moon.
1 million seconds is equal to 11 days.
1 billion seconds is equal to 32 years.
oooooooooo! i have to post this, i have these two guy freinds, who love each other, and i'd spend weeks at their house cuz they treated me like family. well, one day i was going through all their crap, uh, stuff, and i found an old love letter!! it was a bit sloppy, and didn't make a lot of sense, but it was just so, honest. I loved it, and with permission, i'm posting it! He's so sweet!!!! awe! -wants to hug him, but he's like 400+ miles away right now-
I try to talk to you but I can't, simply because if I did no words could describe what I feel about you. How you captured me and held me, like a moth to a flame, i was burt ny your beauty. You may not have noticed me, but this is okay. Even if you never know my name, or that I walk the same planet as you, I'll survive as long as I can still catch those sweet glimpses of you. But the day you came to me and said the simply word, "Hi.", my corld changed and I died only to be reborn happier, wholer. With that simple greeting, you changed my life, and gave me the courage to trust you. We've had it rough, and even though it may end and we will no longer be friends, never see each other again, never hold one another again, know this as i write it onto this unworthy page, words that could make or break me, but surely leave me whole, as brave as I've ever been, remember this: I love you, and my heart will always be with you.
okay, i guess i can always post more later, if you have naything weird, let me know about it!! and if you see anything here that's yours, (and if it's not, i'll know, most of what's here is mine!) and want credit, let me know what it is, and i'll happily give it!
~buddy
for real this time
i lied again.(SORRY!!!!)
okay, my buddie, the person who gave me the name buddy, who inspires me and so on and so forth, reads my stories and never ever reviews them. so i got on her ass and she wrote me this review that made me cry. she didn't post it on a single story, but sent it to me in a message. god i lover my buddie so much. i had to post her review here because i don't think it could go on just sitting in my favorites folder. my god, how does she do this to me! -a warm puddle of mushy happy buddy goo-
-pokes you and glares @ ya- Sheesh buddy. I seriously hate writing reviews. But I’ll pull through it just for you 'cuz I love you. I was gunna write this after we dropped you off yesterday but I was just so damn tired I would’ve fallen asleep on my computer. -smiles- so you're gunna get a letter/review (or whatever this turns out to be) and be happy with it okay? Okay.
Okay well first things first. I absolutely LOVE your stories buddy (whether I review them or not). I Promise.-grins- It's amazing how much they've improved over the time I’ve been able to read them. Hell, I can't even read them @ night anymore 'cuz then I’m up till 3 or 4 in the morning trying to draw what I just read. Buddy, the images I get in my head while reading ...-shakes head- I don't even know how to describe it. They're just simply so beautiful that it hurts if I don't at least try to capture them on paper. So instead of typing something up for a review every chapter I end up curled up with my sketchpad or whatever blank sheet of paper I could reach once I’m done reading, trying to sketch up something worthy of it (haven't gotten one yet but I’m still trying).
As for your fics I'm currently obsessed with 'A Trip to Nowhere' (of course!). -grins!!- ...and that 'My Heartbeat' chapter -shakes head- I was in awe the whole time reading it. Nothing could tear my eyes from the screen ‘cuz it just shredded my heart line after line but I loved every second of it and wanted it to never to end. I've never gotten that feeling from any other fic yet your 'It Hurts' and 'A Trip to Nowhere' have done it multiple times. That chapter has grown to be my favorite and, above all others, is the one I truly wish I could've drawn something good for. -chuckles- I've even thought of posting my pics up somewhere just to advertise and get others to read your fic as well. I seriously enjoy it that much! -squeeze- It's your best work yet, buddy, and still getting better! I'm constantly checking for updates whenever I can.
Then there's 'Babysitting 101' and 'We Meet the G-boys' (even thought it's not posted). -smiles- No matter how many times I've read them I still get all happy and excited. Oh, if only they could be real buddy! It would be so freaking awesome!! -laughs- and I still need to make that turtle cake... -starts thinking...- Anyways, these two never fail to pick me up after a super angst fic or even just an angsty mood and I'll cherish them forever.
-thinks- Okay, what am I missing? Ah, yes, 'It Hurts', 'Memory', 'Bittersweet' and 'After School Blues' Treatment'. -grins- okay, I’m a sucker for angst almost as much as I am for drawing wings but your angst fics just blow me away every time. I couldn't believe how well and clear you made all the emotion come through when I read 'It Hurts'. I just couldn't get enough of it. The same can be said for any fic (posted or not) of yours that I've ever read. -laughs- Also your 'After School Blues' Treatment' just finalized how you've turned me into a major RyuShu fan recently.
-HUGS you and looks over what I've written- yup. I think that sort of begins to sum everything up. You’re so amazing, buddy. I'll never be able to find and piece all the words together I'd need to truly explain exactly how I feel while reading your fics but at least I tried, ne? -laughs- Even though I still prefer drawing to writing.
Your fan forever and ever till the end of time,
Buddie
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