Hi nice to meet you I'm kairitheseventhprincessofheart. I AM a girl so please dont ask. I looooooovvvvvveeee Sora and Kairi and am also a fan of Namine and Roxas... occasionally a Sora and Namine slips in there, though... and whoah! suddenly like a ton of roxas and kairi slipped passed me too! I'm kind of hypocritical... Kingdom hearts is my latest obsession. Come on! I dont go through them that quickly. Pouts.

I love Sora and Roxas both... if they were real I think I would cheat on them and date them both! teehee. Sorry boys. You'll always be my sweeties

Please enjoy my stories... and review. I'll give you cookies! here I'll even give you one for reading this! (: :)

Pairings I support:

Clerith

Sormine

Kaiora

Roxiri

Namixas

Zairi

Clomine

Sornet

Sofa

Sorith

CloKai

Roxith

I am currently working on like FIVE stories but I'm too lazy to update and I am pondering which ones are good enough to be posted and which should be BURNED! . jk I wouldnt burn them... maybe.

W h o a h t h i s i s g e t t i n g r a n d o m

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If you have your own little world, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you never played any of the kingdom hearts games, but still love kingdom hearts, copy and paste this on your profile

If you think Kingdom Hearts should be on the Nintendo Wii, copy and paste this in your profile

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if you wish you could go to a vampire academy like rose and Lissa and meet a guy like Dimitri, put this on your profile

-if you cried like a baby through the last chapters of shadow kiss because you thought Dimitri was dead, post this on your profile

if you are so angry at the freaking strigoi for turning dimitri and taking him away from rose, post this

-If you support the ‘Rose somehow SAVING and NOT KILLING Dimitri’ club, copy this into your profile.

98 percent of teenagers do or have tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy and paste this in your profile

If you have ever seen a movie (or show or read a book) so many times that you can quote it word for word. And you do at random moments; copy and paste this in your profile.

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

A guy gets a girl 11 real roses and one fake rose. When he gave her the 12 roses, he said,"I'll love you until the last one dies."

If you have deja vu a lot, copy this into your profile.

If you think the Cullens should have their own theme music :o) Copy this to your Profile

If you spend multiple hours each day reading or writing or a combination of both...copy and paste this on your profile.

Rose: Do I ever cross your mind?
Dimitri: No

Rose: Do you like me?
Dimitri: No

Rose: Do you want me?
Dimitri: No

Rose: Would you cry if I left?
Dimitri: No

Rose: Would you live for me?
Dimitri: No

Rose: Would you do anything for me?
Dimitri: No

Rose: Choose--me or your life
Dimitri: My life

Rose runs away in shock and pain and Dimitri runs after her and says...

The reason you never cross my mind is because you're always on my mind.
The reason why I don't like you is because I love you.
The reason I don't want you is because I need you.
The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left.
The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you.
The reason why I'm not willing to do you anything for you is because I would do everything for you.
The reason I chose my life is because you ARE my life.

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's 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.

'Before you take the life of your baby, really consider all your options. Would you rather be fat for a while, or kill your child?

If you're against abortion, re-post this.

Check this out...

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Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas thought slpeling

was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!

If you could read that put it in your profile

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Take your time and see if you can read each line aloud without a mistake. The average person can't.

this is this cat

this is is cat

this is how cat

this is to cat

this is keep cat

this is a cat

this is retard cat

this is busy cat

this is for cat

this is forty cat

this is seconds cat

Now go back and read the THIRD word in each line from the top down and I bet you can't resist passing it on.

Girls
are like
apples on trees.
The best ones are
at the top of the tree.The
boys dont want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and geting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality they are amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree.

Try Not To Cry"

>Mommy...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, huge crack.

>Mommy, 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!

>When I went to school that day,

>I never said good-bye.

>I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.

>When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,

>And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.

>Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,

>And please tell Zack; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.

>Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,

>Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this.

>But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.

>But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.

>I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.

>Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,

>When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could

>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, I really wanted to live.

>And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you"

In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech
Students Who Were Lost

Please if you would,
Don't smash this on the ground.

If you pass this on,

Maybe people will cry,

Just keep this in your heart,

For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye".

Now you have 2 choices,

1) Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as
"Try Not To Cry"
2) Don't send it, and you have just proven how
cold-hearted you really are...

If you cried while you read this, copy this to your profile, and add your name to the list; Mysterious Miracle, Littlewhisker,greatgirl22302, NaminexSora Lover, kairitheseventhprincessofheart

Please read-true story (This is not me)

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.

The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.

The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''

Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.

'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.

She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.'

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.'

His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.'

'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.'

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check
Again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''

'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'

Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''

'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''

'My mommy loves white roses.'

A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.

I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.

And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

Now you have 2 choices:

1) Repost this message, or
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.

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I am crazy obsessed with Kingdom Hearts, Twilight, Vampire Acadamy, Blue Bloods, Mortal Instruments and many more!

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