First off, I'd like to say thank you SO MUCH to all my wonderful reviewers! I can't list you all by name, but just know that I absolutely LOVE hearing what you think of my stories.

And I will always without a doubt reply to any reviews I get, because I want to encourage people to review more. Unless you leave an anonymous review, then, of course, I can't. XD

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All right, so, thanks for checking out my page!

Name: Deborah

Age: 15

Current Residence: Wonderland

Favorite Anime/Manga/Games: Death Note, Rurouni Kenshin, Fall In Love Like A Comic, Final Fantasy, Kingdom Hearts, Super Mario Brothers, Halo.

I am completely ADDICTED to Anime, Manga, and Japan in general. And also a tad bit obsessive about Alice In Wonderland, Johnny Depp, and video games--especially Halo. What's that, you say? Girls can't play Halo? Gasp! Well, think again, suckah...I OWN at Halo X3

Music, art, and writing are my life, there's no way I could live without any of them. Linkin Park, Owl City, Panic! at the Disco, Fall Out Boy, SoulJa and Gackt are amazing; I worship them. NOT REALLY DX I am a proud Wiccan and Pagan, think what you will but that's how I am and I won't change for anyone.

I don't seem to fit in anywhere and am mostly a loner. There are some people who I love and would trust with my life, but a very few. People make fun of me constantly and insult the things I love, but that will not change what I do or what I like. I'm more comfortable talking to people through texting or the internet than on the phone or in person. In real life, I am socially awkward and unsure of myself, and very, very clumsy. To the point of being able to trip over air. Yeah. Now THAT'S talent.

I write, draw and support Yaoi and Yuri. If you don't like it, you'd best leave now, because that's how the majority of my stories are. If you do like it, by all means, please read and review on what I've written

My other websites:

FictionPress: http://www.fictionpress.com/u/698030/EternityEchoes

deviantART- http://eternityechoes.deviantart.com/

Facebook- http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/profile.php?id=1548968389

Hobbies: Drawing, photography, collecting Pokemon cards, playing my clarinet, reading, listening to music, reading manga, getting on the computer, writing fanfictions and cosplaying.

Characters cosplayed: L (death note) and Namine (kingdom hearts)

Planned Cosplays: Mello (death note), the Cheshire Cat, Re-made Namine (kingdom hearts), possibly Axel (Kingdom Hearts) and Kaoru (Ouran High School Host Club)

Favorite Yaoi Pairings: MattxMello, LxLight, LxBB, AxelxRoxas, SoraxRiku

Least favorite Yaoi parings: Used to be MelloxNear or MattxNear but now I adore both So, none really xD

Favorite Quotes:

Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die tomorrow.

Life isn't about waiting for the storms to pass...it's about learning how to dance in the rain.

I am a writer. Therefore, I embrace insanity.

Is yaoi a sin? If so, send me to hell.

The labels Nerd and Geek are never used to show respect or admiration, but are instead used to diminish and ridicule those who have a gift that they share with the world.

Don't tell me the sky is the limit, when there are footprints on the moon.

How to Tell if You're a Writer

-If you talk to yourself.
-If you talk to yourself about talking to yourself (i.e. ‘I wonder why I talk to myself so much?')
-If, when you talk to yourself, you sometimes speak as if talking to another person (i.e. ‘Okay, so have you ever noticed that the word ‘deliver' could mean removing someone's liver?')
-If, after uttering a profound piece of wisdom like that above, you stare at the cookie in your hand in awe and say, ‘Wow, this is good stuff for sugar highs!'
-If you live off of sugar and caffeine.
-If people start to notice that you tend to check your e-mail every day for a week, then suddenly disappear off the face of the planet.
-If your e-mails tend to be pages long and incredibly random.
-If, when replying to someone else's e-mail, you are sometimes so random that you fail to address the original message altogether.

-If, no matter where you are in your room, you never have to so much as get up to reach a pen/pencil and paper.
-If the letters are starting to wear off on the keys of your keyboard.
-If you start constantly talking in third person, past tense.
-If you think about making lists like this, and start giggling for no ‘apparent' reason.
-And finally, the number one way to tell if you're a good writer: If you failed English 101

You're a 90's kid when:

You can finish this 'ice ice _'
You remember watching Doug, Ren & Stimpy, Pinky and the Brain, Bobby's World, Felix the cat, The Tick...AAAAAAAH Real Monsters!
You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE!"
You just cant resist finishing this . . . "Iiiiiiin west Philadelphia born and raised . . ."
You remember TGIF, Step by Step, Family Matters, Dinosaurs, and Boy Meets World.
You remember when it was actually worth getting up early on a Saturday to watch cartoons.
You got super excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school.
You remember reading "Goosebumps"
You took plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school.
You still get the urge to say "NOT" after (almost) every sentence . . . not
If you remember seeing hot tub bubbles make bubbly sounds before every music video on VH1.
When everything was settled by rock paper scissors..or bubble gum bubble gum in a dish...eeny meeny miney mo...and even better daddy had a donkey inky binky bonky.
You used to listen to the radio all day long just to record your FAVORITE song of ALL time.
"Where in the World is Carmen San Diego?" was both a game and a TV game show.
Captain Planet. He's a Hero.
You knew that Kimberly, the pink ranger, and Tommy, the green ranger, were meant to be together.
You remember when Super Nintendos and Sega Genisis became popular.
You always wanted to send in a tape to America's Funniest Home Videos . . . but never taped anything funny.
You remember watching Home Alone 1, 2 , and 3 . . . and tried to pull the pranks on "intruders"
You remember watching The Magic School Bus, Wishbone, and Reading Rainbow on PBS.
You remember when Yo-Yos were cool.
You remember those Where's Waldo books.
You remember eating Warheads.
You remember watching the 1st Batman, Aladdin, Ninja Turtles, and 3 Ninjas movies.
You remember Ring Pops.
You remember drinking Surge, and Tang.
If you remember when every thing was "da BOMB!"
When they made the new lunchables so that you could make pizza AND tacos.
You remember boom boxes vs. cd players.
Making those little paper cootie-catcher things, and then predicting your life with them.
You played and/or collected "Pogs"
You had at least one Tamagotchi, GigaPet, or Nano and brought it everywhere.
. . . Furbies
Saved By The Bell was the coolest show ever!
You haven't always had a computer, and it was cool to have the internet.
And Windows 95 was the best.
You watched the original cartoons of Rugrats, Power Rangers, and Ninja Turtles.
Michael Jordan was a king.
YIKES pencils and erasers were the stuff!
All your school supplies were "Lisa Frank" brand.
You remember when the new Beanie Babies and Talking Elmo were always sold out.
You collected those Beanie Babies.
Mortal Kombat was awesome--the game and the movie
Carebears
Gak was the coolest stuff invented.
Lambchop's song never ended.
The old dollar bills.
Silver dollars, which were cool to have.
You remember a time before the WB.
You collected all the Troll dolls
You had to read Weekly Reader's in class.
If you even know what an original walkman is.
You remember wanting to sit on the orange Nickelodeon couch.
You know the Macarena by heart.
"Talk to the hand" . . . enough said
You always said, "Then why don't you marry it?!"
You remember trying to collect all 150 original pokemon cards but never could and if you did you thought you were all that!
You remember Highlight's magazine.
You went to McDonald's to play in the playplace.
You remember playing on merry go rounds at the playground.
Before the MySpace frenzy . . .
Before the Internet & text messaging . . .
Before Sidekicks & iPods . . .
Before MIKE JONES . . .
Before PlayStation2 or X-BOX . . .
Before Spongebob . . .
Back when you put off the 5 hours of homework you had every night.
When light up sneakers were cool.
When you rented VHS tapes, not DVDs.
When gas was 0.95 a gallon & Caller ID was The new thing.
When we recorded stuff on VCRs.
When we called the radio station to request songs to hear off of our walkmans.
When gameboy was a brick.
You did MASH to figure out your future
When you weren't cool unless you had a Starter jacket.
Way back.
Before we realized all this would eventually disappear.
Who would have thought you'd miss the 90's so much!!
Post this in your profile if you remember these days . . . .
or if you smiled at one of these things.

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 boy!!
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 am okay.
I am in Jesus’ arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
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.

If you're against abortion, re-post this

R.I.P.-Mihael Keehl, Mail Jeevas, L Lawliet