hello! well, i don't really have much to say about me, mostly just that i love the band disturbed and books about faeries. yes, i know, weird, but that's me. i also love the twilight and maximum ride series, which is kinda the whole reason i come on this website in the first place. i'm the kinda person people come to if they want to find a great new book or they want a guy beaten up for them, i'm not really a pacifist when it comes to people who insult my friends, but i'm save the rainforests all the way. but don't get me wrong, i'm not some tough, muscley greenie person, not at all, i just stick up for my friends and don't take shit from people. i'm also really opinionated, which is where the save the rainforests thing comes in. i think george bush deserves to be assasinated, or at the very least shown all the corpses of the people he killed and traumatised for life.

also, though i've never posted anything on this site, i have posted some poems on fictionpress.com, with the same user name i have here, so feel free to read those. but i don't mean you michelle and georgia, not you! sorry, they're my two best friends, i just hate people i know reading my writing, it majorly embarreses me.

http://www.fictionpress.com/u/644361/black_burning_heart66

my fave bands: disturbed, (obviously) escape the fate, cobra starship, seether, my chemical romance, the summer obsession, panic! at the disco, (but only their first album) breaking benjamin, linkin park, mudvayne, A.F.I, alice in chains, alice in videoland, the all american rejects, paramore, papa roach, opshop, avenged sevenfold, evanescence, billy talent, brooke fraser, fall out boy, finger eleven, the fray, hinder, the ooffspring, p!nk, placebo, the red jumpsuit apparatus, rise against, saosin, saving abel, secondhand serenade, silverstein, steriogram, sum 41, t-pain, taking back sunday, three days grace, eyes set to kill.

my fave t.v shows: house m.d, bones, firefly, the secret diary of a call girl, outrageous fortune, family guy, the daily show. by the way, outrageous fortune is a new zealand drama about a family of crooks who decide to play it straight. the program is crude and drty as hell, and all the while there are always illegal scams to get money going by one character or another. it's awesome, and the creators have just sold the format, so your own versions of the infamous west family should be coming your way soon.

my pet peeves: 1.kinky threesomes that have no plot whatsoeveer

2.stories that have a great plot but are really poorly written

3.stories that have no plot but are really descriptive, this incudes kinky threesomes

4.carlisle/bella rosalie/bella alice/rosalie/bella etc. pairings. i don't mind the occasional non canon pairing, but some really p#@! me off!

5,people who start off a great story but don't finish it!

anyways, that's me. i haven't posted anything on here yet, obviously, but only coz i think my writing isn't good enough and i don't want to sully a great novel with it. bye bye now!

and by the way, to know what my pic means you have to read the story wide awake, by AngstGoddess003. that story deserves to be published and adored by millions of readers! and she really is the goddess of angst.

I support Wide Awake and Angstgoddess003

Love

She wanted to believe—to be able to see that light and confidently walk towards it. She wanted God to be real and have that undying faith in him; and she did. She had that trust, that love, that faith for so many years, she was a true follower, believer in God; but she had to give it up. She let go of all that love, all that true faith and then lied to herself. She kept telling herself that that she didn’t believe, that God couldn’t be real and that time she had put into believing, were just lies—that her whole life was just a lie. She couldn’t possibly love Him. How could she love Him, if according to His book, she was hated and was a sinner?

She tried to let go of the feelings first, because she wanted to believe, she had to. So she tried to change herself, alter these feelings in some other way so she could still be loved by Him, God. She pushed the feelings away and ignored them for the longest time. She was faithful to God and His beliefs; she loved Him with all her broken, tattered heart; she did, she truly did love Him, He was her Savior, He was her life. But there was a still a hole, a gap, a space in her heart that just couldn’t be filled by Him—it could only be filled by her.

And she was the only thing that could ever fill that gap. She was another in school that had been her friend for over her eighteen years of life. They had been through everything together and always stuck by each others side. They had meet in first grade, the first time she had ever gone to church. They were best friends after that, sure there were times when they fought, but it never lasted for more then a couple hours. But there was always something more she had felt—a longing that had tugged at her for a while. And only in her first year of high school, did she establish what that feeling was. She was in love with her, her best friend.

But she ignored it—pretended that the feeling wasn’t there, that is was all just a lie. She kept telling herself that it was a lie and that she wasn’t really feeling love, because how could that be? How could that be true love? According to all her teachings and studies of His Book, this feeling was just a lie, it couldn’t be real. No one could ever truly love some one of the same gender, it was impossible, that was what the bible said.

She ended up replacing the feeling. She buried deep within herself forever. She could never ever let it resurface. She broke up with her best friend that she had had all her life. She started to date another boy at school her junior year, trying to be, what is considered, “normal”. She went out with this boy for four years and married him their fifth year, her last year of college. She had two kids with him, a boy and a girl. All this time she kept him and herself that she loved him. She said it over and over again in her head until she started to believe in the lie. I love him, I love him. She had to love him, there was no possible way that this strong pulling, tugging at her heart was directed to her used to be best friend.

She still went to church everyday, but now she brought her husband of ten years and her two kids. They sat in the front row, middle every Sunday. She always brought her Bible, paper, and a pencil. She still takes notes every time she comes and she always learns something new and every service her family is the last to leave. And every time she walks out those doors she looks back and see’s her best friends face. Her eyes staring back at her with undying affection and love. Her heart jumps every time, but then her husband touches her arm and the image fades. She had come to manage the ache in her chest over the years. But even on her death bed still thinks about that girl, her best friend and the only true love of her life…

If you hate stereotypes and think ppl should just shut up and stop POST THIS. Pick the stereotype(s) that fits you.

I'm a GYMNAST, therefore I MUST be a whore.

I'M SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.

I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all.

I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.

I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.

I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.

I'm SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash.

I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.

I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage.

I'm a DANCER, So I MUST be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.

I wear SKIRTS, so I MUST be a slut.

I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo.

I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.

I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.

I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS, so I MUST be looking for attention.

I'm INTO THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.

I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be gay.

I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.

I'm GERMAN, so I must be a Nazi.

I HAVE GAY FRIENDS, so I must be GAY TOO.

I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly.. or crazy.

I'm CHRISTIAN so I MUST hate homosexuals.

I'm WHITE and have black friends, so I MUST think I'm black.

I'm DEFENSIVE, so I MUST be over-controlling and a bitch.

I read COMICS, so I MUST be a loser.

I draw ANIME, so I MUST be a freak.

I am a FANGIRL, so I MUST be a crazy, obsessed stalker.

I'm INTELLIGENT, so I MUST be weak.

I am AMERICAN, so I MUST be an obese, loud-mouthed and arrogant.

I'm WELSH, so I MUST love sheep

I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.

I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE.

I'm ENGLISH, so I MUST speak with either a cockney or a posh accent, love tea and cricket, and have bad teeth.

I'm CANADIAN, so I MUST be a beer drinking hockey player.

I’m WHITE, so I MUST be responsible for everything going wrong on the planet: past, present, and future.

I am QUIET and POLITE, so I MUST be a pushover.

I use GOOD GRAMMAR, so I MUST be a snob.

I prefer FANTASY and SCI-FI, so I MUST be out of touch with reality.

I love TO LEARN so I MUST be boring.

I'm WHITE, so I MUST be a racist.

I'm good with COMPUTERS, so I MUST be a nerd/geek.

I am a GIRL, so boys MUST be better than me at sports.

I am a GIRL, so I MUST only be good at work.

I am WHITE and I like to DANCE, so I MUST be lame

I am SKINNY, so I MUST be sensitive about my weight.

I am a CHRISTIAN/CATHOLIC/ANGLICAN/PROTESTANT, so I MUST go to church every Sunday.

I am a CHRISTIAN/CATHOLIC/ANGLICAN/PROTESTANT, so I MUST not do anything on Halloween.

I am POOR, so I MUST not have good hygiene.

I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser

I like READING, so I MUST be a Loner.

I like GAMES, ANIME and COMICS, so I MUST be childish.

I SPOT AND CORRECT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic bastard.

I like to listen to CHRISTIAN MUSIC, so I MUST hate metal rock and people who listen to it.

I like to READ, so I MUST do nothing except read.

I don't agree with CONFORMING, so I MUST act all freaky and be loud.

I'm a GIRL, so I MUST like to talk about crushes, dolls, not getting my clothes dirty, and parties.

I DON'T want to date until I reach driving age, so I MUST be brainwashed by my parents.

I don't STUDY much but still get STRAIGHT A's, so I MUST be cheating.

I don't think VEGETARIANISM makes sense, so I MUST think all vegetarians are hippies.

I'm easily ANNOYED, so I MUST be bratty.

I'm a HUMAN, so I MUST be labeled.

I LISTEN TO ROCK MUSIC, so I MUST be a rebel.

I'm a GIRL, so I MUST love cute/fuzzy animals.

I'm a GYMNAST, therefore I MUST be a whore.

I don't buy DESIGNER CLOTHES, therefore I MUST be poor.

My parents are DIVORCED, therefore I MUST be mentally unstable.

I grew up with a SMOKER/ALCOHOLIC/DRUG ADDICT, therefore I MUST be one myself.

I'm FROM THE SOUTH, so I MUST have a southern drawl.

I'm A MIDDLE CHILD, so I MUST be seeking attention.

If you hate stereotypes and think people should just shut up and stop, POST THIS.

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

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 that he loves another male.

I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cellphone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn't care if people call her weird (it's a compliment),who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who loves and is obsessed with Twilight, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of the little things. Copy and paste this onto your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are different and unique can know in their weakest time that they are unique but not alone.:HarryArtemis1220, edwardcullenissosexy, all-hail-the-jello, black burning heart66

For me, crazy is a loose term. Crazy is when you stare at a pencil and laugh when someone asks you what you are doing that is so interesting about the eraser. Crazy is when you have an hour-long sob fest, and then start singing and dancing when your favorite song comes on. Crazy is when you do or say a completely random thing, like "Do you ever wonder where the eraser bits go?" or having a thumbwar with yourself. Crazy is when you type up all your favorite sayings, print them off and tape them to your wall, just for something to do. Crazy is when you memorize the complete biographies and physical traits of every character in Twilight (or almost, at least). Crazy is when you laugh for no reason at all. Crazy is when your eating cereal, and you put the cereal in the fridge, and the milk in the pantry... Crazy is when you love Twilight/ New Moon so much you literally go to EVERY website Google, Yahoo and AskJeeves has given you when you type 'Twilight' in the search box. Crazy is going to the twilight movie and yelling at the screen because they ruined one of your favourite lines. If you're crazy, copy this onto your profile and add something crazy you've done to the list

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, and add your name to the list. AnimeKittyCafe, Hyperactivley Bored, Gem W, Bara-Minamino, Yavie Aelinel, Crazy Billie Joe Loving Freak, Shadow929,SweetNCrazieSugarmuffin,The Komodo Dragon Phoenix,Bust_A_Groover, Tecna, Triggonseed, The Only Innocent Writer Here-Yumi, EstellaB, NarnianMelody, Just A Little Bit Dramatic, Vampiress19, I'veComeToTakeYourCheese,Vampire Scooby, blissfulmememories,TwilightVampire92, black burning heart66

If you agree, that purple bunnies who are high on CATNIP and eat TACOS WILL rule the world, copy and paste this into your profile.

I understand that Scissors can beat Paper, and I get how Rock can beat Scissors, but there's no way Paper can beat Rock. Is Paper supposed to magically wrap around Rock leaving it immobile? If so, why can't paper do this to scissors? Screw scissors, why can't paper do this to people? Why aren't sheets of college ruled notebook paper constantly suffocating students as they attempt to take notes in class? I'll tell you why, because paper can't beat anybody, a rock would tear that crap up in two seconds. When I play rock/ paper/ scissors, I always choose rock. Then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their paper I can punch them in the face with my ready made fist and say, oh, I'm sorry, I thought paper would protect you.
Although, chainsaw beats scissors, paper, AND rock!

If you are a person who acts friendly but has an evil mind and is secretly plotting world domination, copy and paste this into your profile. -evil laugh-... parking garage... yellow bunnies... blue m&m's... Aston Martin... random words...)

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(o.o) This is Bunny. Copy Bunny to your profile to help him in his goal of world domination!

"Let's eat grandpa!!"
"Let's eat, grandpa!!"
Punctuation saves lives.

"Boys are like purses: cute, full of crap and can always be replaced"

"Where am I to go, now that I've gone too far?"

My best friends are the kind that if my house were on fire, they'd be roasting marsh mellows and flirting with the firemen. Oh, you think I'm kidding.
My friends are the kind of people that would spend hours trying to drown a fish. ...But I love them to death!

If you've ever walked into a doorway that you could've clearly dodged, you just weren't paying close enough attention, copy and paste this on your profile.