Hey ya'll,

It's me. I became a member of the Fanfiction.net family on 21 March 2009. I was born and bred right here in Calhoun Falls, South Carolina, a quiet, comfortable little country town. If you don't live here you wouldn't know it exists. I come from one of the more fortunate families here and I live in a trailor that almost falls over during storms. I like being afraid that one day I'm going to wake up on the ceiling with my bed on top of me after a storm. I wouln't have it any other way. I just wish I lived outside the city limits. It's so beautiful there, unlike my little trailor in the woods. I love driving down those lovely country lanes. Oh, look at me, dreaming again! One day I'm going to move out there and my dreams will come true. When I do I'll tell you. Well, don't just sit there eating Twizzlers and reading about me, get to reading my fanfics! I'll keep you updated on what's going on in my life!

Random Things

Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, than weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it, copy this onto your profile!

If you have ever been so obsessed with something that now everyone is scared of you because of its effects copy this into your profile(I'm currently obsessed with Dolores Umbridge )

98 percent of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy and paste this in your profile.

If you are proven to be a "mythical" creature copy and paste this onto your profile (I'm a witch,)

If you are crazy and pround of it copy and paste this onto your profile

If you're against animal cruelty (horse slaughter, bear bating, dolphin hunting, chimp slavery etc.) then copy this into your profile!

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 pen-name to the list. AnimeKittyCafe, Hyperactivley Bored, Gem W, Bara-Minamino, Yavie Aelinel, Crazy Billie Joe Loving Freak, Shadow929, The Astrology Nerd, brown-eyed angelofmusic, piratesswriter/fairy to be, The Gypsy-Pirate Queen, watching-waiting-wishing, 100-percent-Harry-Potter-obsessed, Miss Apple , warm summer days, Diamondchild, Mystcal-magickal-wytch,Teen Witch Rebel,

92 percent of American teens would die if Abercombie and Fitch told them it was uncool to breathe. Copy this in your profile if you would be the 8 percent that would be laughing your ass off.

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This is Bunny.
Copy Bunny into your profile to help him on his way to world domination

HOMOPHOBIA IS GAY

I am the boy who never finished high school because I got called a fag everyday.

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 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 woman who died when the EMT s 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 person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian,
because they constantly make fun of them.

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"

--IF YOU BELIEVE THAT HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG... REPOST THIS--

If you have ever admired a star from another country, copy and paste this into your profile and add your name to the list:Teen Witch Rebel,

If your favorite thing to do is read/write fanfiction and would give up food before giving up fanfiction, copy and paste this into your profle and add your name to the list:Teen Witch Rebel,

If you've ever had an amazing teacher who you'd do anything for, copy and paste this into your profile and ass your name to the list:Teen Witch Rebel,

If you've ever been in love with someone who you knew you couldn't have, but longed for a chance with them, copy and paste this into your profile and add your name to the list:Teen Witch Rebel,

If you've ever kissed someone without their consent, copy and paste this into your profile.

f you've ever gone through a traumatic event and you've never quite gotten over it, copy and paste this into your profile and add your name to the list:Teen Witch Rebel.

Here are some copy and paste things to describe me

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 write Emmett or Edward Cullen is hot on your homework insted of doing it. Crazy is downloading all of Twilight and New Moon off the books on C.D. from the libary, and listening to them over and over again. Crazy is when you don't say a thing about yourself in your fanfiction bio but insted yell random things that make you lafe. Crazy is when you start getting antisocial because you want to read instead of hanging out with your friends. Crazy is when you laugh about how Edward Cullen thinks Bella is DEAD in New Moon, even though it's a very serious matter, and your sister hears you and asks why you're laughing so loud and you tell her and she just cries about it because she thinks it's sad. Crazy is when you headbang to a slow song, or become odsessed with the song "Let it Die" by Three Days Grace because it reminds you of Edward Cullen for some odd reason. Crazy is naming your winter jacket Mr. Puffy and your best friend naming hers Mrs. Puffy and letting them marry for the winter. Crazy is when you are taking a math test and go over on your scrap sheet of paper to work out the problem, and start drawing spirals until the teacher goes five minutes left! Crazy is having a major arguement with your friend...and i mean major...its still going on and it has already been a year...about which one is better: pudding or jello. Then at the end of the winter, they both retire and divorce each other. Crazy is when you go into target, ask the lady at the snack counter for diet water, make spy noises whipping through (in your best spy pose of course) the dressing room, when ou hide in the clothing racks saying things like "pick me" or "yes. i will maike you look fat", racing your friends inside baskets with your best friend pushing you, then yelling "Holly is as nutty as squirrell poo!". Crazy is talking on the phone with your best friend while chatting online with the same friend about a totally random subject. Crazy is going through other peoples profiles just looking for stuff to add to yours. Crazy is spending 200 on 11 books. Crazy is busting out laughing like a fool at nothing at all on a bus and then five minutes later sobbing uncontrolably and screaming about needing your pills. I've been there. I've done that. I'm proud to be crazy! If you're crazy, copy this onto your profile and add something crazy you've done to the list!

Another Survey from Runa!

Number your 12 favourite Harry Potter characters, in no particular
order, and answer the questions below the cut! No peeking.

1. Dolores Umbridge

2. Severus Snape

3. Cornelious Fudge

4. Albus Dumbledore

5. Luna Lovegood

6. Sybill Trelawney

7. Minerva McGonagall

8. Petunia Dursley

9. Mafalda Hopkirk

10. Percy Weasley

11. Molly Weasley

12. Bellatrix Lestrange

1) Have you ever read a Six/Eleven fanfic before? Sybill Trelawney/Molly Weasley, it's possible, but not very probable.

2) Do you think Four is hot? How hot? NO! EEEEEEWWWWW!!

3) What would happen if Twelve got Eight pregnant? If Bellatrix Lestrange somehow managed to get Petunia Dursley pregnant then we're talking about one heck of a baby, not to mention how Vernon and Rudolfus would react!

4) Do you recall any fics about Nine? No, not about Mafalda Hopkirk, but I want to write one.

5) Would Two and Six make a good couple? I love fics about Severus Snape and Sybill Trelawney! They would make the most awesome het couple ever!

6) Five/Nine or Five/Ten? Luna Lovegood/Mafalda Hopkirk or Luna Lovegood/Percy Weasley? Um I don't think so. Luna Lovegood/Percy Weasley might work though.

7) What would happen if Seven walked in on Two and Twelve having sex? If Minerva McGonagall walked in on Severus Snape and Bellatrix Lestrange having sex, she'd probably go to Dumbledore about it.

8) Make up a summary of a Three/Ten Fanfic. What happens when a Ministry employee falls in love with his boss? Cornelious Fudge/Percy Weasley LOL!

9) Is there any such thing as a One/Eight fluff? Dolores Umbridge/Petunia Dursley fluff? Maybe, but I haven't read one. I could write one though.

10) Suggest a title for a Seven/Twelve Hurt/Comfort fic. Minerva McGonagall/Bellatrix Lestrange? Hurt/Comfort? "Cross Over to the Good Side" Oooh, I just had an idea! I'll post one about that one!

11) What kind of plot would you use if you wanted Four to de-flower One? Minerva McGonagall deflowering Dolores Umbridge. They could be fighting and all of a sudden just go at each other hot and heavy and then later Dolores tells Minerva that she was a virgin before they did it. Oooooh! Another idea! My plot, no one take it!

12) Does anyone on your friends list read Three het? Yeah and so do I.

13) Does anyone on your friends list write or draw Eleven? I don't think I've seen anyone draw Molly Weasley.

14) Would anyone on your friends list write Two/Four/Five? Severus Snape/Albus Dumbledore/Luna Lovegood, um maybe.

15) What might ten scream at a moment of great passion? "Cauldron bottoms are too thin!" LOL!

16) If you wrote a song-fic about Eight, what song would you choose? "A Lonely Little Petunia"

17) If you wrote a One/Six/Twelve fic, what would the warning be? Dolores Umbridge/Sybill Trelawney/Bellatrix Lestrange. Warning: sexual torture and rape. (Bellatrix would torture Sybill and Dolores sexually and then Dolores would rape Sybill because Sybill would not consent to sex with her.)

18) What might be a good pick-up line for Ten to use on Two? "Shampoo should be banned, people who don't use it are sexier" LOL!

FAKE VS. REAL

FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food.

REAL FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food.

FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr./Mrs.

REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM.

FAKE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.

REAL FRIENDS: Will sit next to you saying “Damn … we really messed up … but that sure was fun!”

FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry.

REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.

REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget it’s yours.

FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you.

REAL FRIENDS: Can write a book about you, with direct quotes from you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.

REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will knock on your front door.

REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say “I’M HOME!”

FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile.

REAL FRIENDS: Are for life.

FAKE FRIENDS: Say they are too busy to listen to your problems, but when it comes to them they expect you to have all the time in the world.

REAL FRIENDS: Not only kick everything out of their schedule to listen to what’s wrong, but help come up with vindictive plans to make you feel a whole lot better!

FAKE FRIENDS: Make you say sorry when you want to talk to them at odd hours of the night, or even just hang out at odd hours.

REAL FRIENDS: Come right over and hang out with you, until you either fall asleep, or kick them out.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this.

REAL FRIENDS: Will repost it

Her name was Aurora
She was only five
This is what happened
When she was alive

Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic

Her only friend
Was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair

She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound

Until her parents
Unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endure

A bruise on her leg
And scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear
And softly cries
She loves her parents
But they want her to die

She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
"God, why? Why is
My life always sinking?"

Such a bad life
For such a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did

Then one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made

She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest
"You deserve to die
You worthless pest!"

The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying

Police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Laying on the floor

It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms

Copy and paste this if you hate child abuse!!

If you ABSOLUTLEY REFUSE to die by suffocating, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you love to sadistically torture your favourite characters in your stories, copy and paste this onto your profile.

Copy and paste this to your profile if you've ever hurt your face smiling.

If you support homosexuality, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you realize that copying and pasting things into your profile is pointless, yet you do it anyways, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you think Writer's Block blows (sucks), copy and paste this into your profile.

If you like to write, copy/paste this into your profile.

If you like singing songs at random points in the day, copy this into your profile

You know you live in 2009 when...

1.) You accidentally enter your password on a microwave.

2.) You haven't played solitaire with real cards for years

3.) The reason for not staying in touch with your friends is they dont have a screenname or my space

4.) You'd rather look all over the house for the remote instead of just pushing the buttons on the TV

6.) Your boss doesn't even have the ability to do your job.

7.) As you read this list you keep nodding and smiling.

8.) As you read this list you think about sending it to all your friends.

9.) And you were too busy to notice number 5.

10.) You scrolled back up to see if there was a number 5.

11.) Now you are laughing at yourself stupidly.

12.) Put this in your profile if you fell for that, and you know you did

Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school
He told his friends that it was cool
And when he pulled the trigger back
It shot with a great crack
Mummy I was a good girl
I did what I was told
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold
But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye
I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry
When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another
And all because he got the gun from his older brother
Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much
And please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush
And tell my little sister that she is the only one now
And tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now
And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best
Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest
Mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class
And never to forget this and please don't let this pass
Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this
Mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss
And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try
I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry
Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest
But mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest
Mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack
Mummy listen to me if you would
I wanted to go to college
I wanted to try things that were new
I guess I'm not going with daddy
On that trip to the new zoo
I wanted to get married
I wanted to have a kid
I wanted to be an actress
Mummy I wanted to live
But mummy I must go now
The time is getting late
Mummy tell my Chris
I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date
I love you mummy I always have
I know you know it's true
Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you"
In memory of the Columbian students that were lost
Please if you would
Pass this around
I'd be happy if you could
Don't smash this on the ground
If you pass this on
Maybe people will cry
Just keep this in heart
For the people that didn't get to say "goodbye"

Now you have two choices

1) repost and show you care

I cried when I read this and I hope y'all will have the same compassion.