Hello, i really don't much to say but i am in love with music and fanfiction, they took over my life haha.

I'm not really that great of a writer but i still do it to haha. Sadly i have a very bad problem with starting stories and not continuing them, so to my readers I'm sorry, and I'm going to work on starting and finishing stories.

All little about me:

Favourite Movies: Bring it on, The Hitcher, Stay Alive, The Wrong Turn, I Know What You Did Last Summer, The New Guy, John Tucker Must Die, Mulan, Pocahontas, Beauty and the Beast and Tarzan, Easy A, I am Number 4.

Favourite TV shows: Glee, One Tree Hill, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, The O.C., House, Heroes, Wizards of Waverly Place, Dollhouse, Smallville, South of Nowhere and Mad TV. That's all I can think of.

Favourite Books: the perks of being a wallflower, Gone series, Crush, Breaking Dawn, I am Number 4 and the Pretty Little Liars Series

Favourite Bands: Rage Against The Machine, The Pretty Reckless, The Cure, Nine Inch Nails, Elvis, Lynyrd Skynyrd.

My current obsession is Glee and Santana and Brittany, i am totally in love with that couple! Especially Naya Rivera!!

My favorite couple are: Brooke and Haley - One Tree Hill

Brooke and Rachel - One Tree Hill

Brooke and Peyton - One Tree Hill

Marissa and Alex - The O.C.

Faith and Buffy - Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Bella and Alice - Twilight

Santana and Brittany - Glee

Santana and Quinn - Glee

I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday.
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".
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.
I am the girl who loves her best friend but is afraid to let her know it.
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 person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.

Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it!

Step 1:
Put your iPod on shuffle

Step 2:
For every question you must press the next button to get your answer

Step 3:
You have to write that song down as your answer no matter how weird it sounds

If someone asks "Is this okay" you say?
London Calling by The Clash

What would best describe your personality?
My Medicine by The Pretty Reckless

What do you like in a guy/girl?
Sweet Dreams by Eurythmics

How do you feel today?
Ghost by Fefe Dobson

What's your life's purpose?
What You Feel (reprise) by The Cast of Buffy the Vampire Slayer

What is your moto?
It's a Long Way to the Top by AC/DC

What do your friends think of you?
It's Still Rock and Roll to Me by Billy Joel

What do you think about very often?
Fly Away by Lenny Kravitz

What do you think of your best friend(s)?
Thunderstruck by AC/DC

What do you think of the person you like?
Hurt by Nine Inch Nails

What is your life story?
Life is a Highway by Tom Cochrane

What do your parents think of you?
Spidersong by Say Anything

Thats all for now.

- Miss-Anonymous123

xox