Uh... hi. I guess.

Damn, this feels awkward.

Anyway, I'm a girl, but people have a serious doubt about that. 98% of them think I'm like a guy, while the other 2% think i am actually secretly a guy. Which is offending. But, who the hell cares?

I love anime a lot! It's so FREAKING AWESOME! Anybody hating anime... well, F*CK YOU. I usually read shonen mangas and animes, cuz i am not really fond of the shoujo ones. Until and unless its funny and pretty much non-romantic. Like Kyou Kara Maoh. Man, that is AWESOME!

I love reading fanfics. Especially the angst ones. Have a serious thing for those.

I have a serious passion for animals(seriously, it's so much that it creeps me out at times) and i abhor hunters. They kill animals for hell's sake! I could write a whole paragraph using overly offending language about hunters/animal abusers... but, well, i won't.

I love sports. A lot.

And i seriously DESPISE it when people pressurize me and tell me to continue something and go to the next step over something i am good at. This makes me start hating the said thing, and i get really bad at it in the end. My mom's like one of those people.

Dunno why, but when i was small, i had suicidal tendencies.

I suck at writing fluff.Reminds me of pink bunny rabbits and flowers. What am i supposed to WRITE about bunny rabbits and flowers, huh?

Soooo... yeah. That's it.

If you HATE child abusing like me copy and paste this to your profile.

My name is Sarah

I am but three

My eyes are swollen

I cannot see

I must be stupid

I must be bad

What else could have made

My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better

I wish I weren't ugly,

Then maybe my mommy

Would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all

I can't do a wrong

Or else I'm locked up

All the day long

When I awake I'm all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren't home.

When my mommy does come

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe I'll get just

One whipping tonight

Don't make a sound!

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse

My name he calls

I press myself

Against the wall.

I try and hide

From his evil eyes

I'm so afraid now

I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping

He shouts ugly words,

He says its my fault

That he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free

And I run for the door.

He's already locked it

And I start to bawl,

He takes me and throws me

Against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor

With my bones nearly broken,

And my daddy continues

With more bad words spoken.

"I'm sorry!", I scream

But its now much too late

His face has been twisted

Into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

Oh please God, have mercy!

Oh please let it end!

And he finally stops

And heads for the door,

While I lay there motionless

Sprawled on the floor.

My name is Sarah

And I am but three,

Tonight my daddy,

Murdered me.