Author has written 3 stories for Naruto.
I have a beautiful daughter named Evelyn. :) I love her very much and I have also decided to write again because she has brought me so much joy in my life.
Does he know me?
Does he see me?
Does he love me?
Does he hate me?
So I will never know
When You Die
When you die,
You die inside.
Your memories fade,
And your heart just dies.
But don't despair,
Its all the same.
And then they fade.
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But seriously review!! BE honest, don't be nice just to be nice! Also i am writing three stories that are listed on the top of my profile! If you have any ideas just pm me and if i like the idea i will put it in the story AND tell everyone that it was not my idea, but your awesome idea :D
Oh she loved to sin. She lick her lick in excitement at the possibilities.
The kill, the hurt, the torture, the pain, the pleasure.
Ooh yes the pleasure. That was her favorite. It never got old. If she tired of one man, she left him for another.
She could just laugh away at their faces of betrayal. But she didn't care.
She never cared. They were fools.
' I am a goddess.' she thought. ' and they are just pawns for my use.'
But oh how wrong she was. She never expected for one of the men she 'used ' to jump her. She didn't expect him to pull out a gun and shoot her. She would laugh bitterly at this irony of it all. But she couldn't, her strength had completely left her. A fallen goddess. She thought. That reaps the rewards or her idiocy.
But that was what she deserved after all. Wasn't it?
A con that has hurt countless men. And now she pays the price.
And this is what she gets. For being a fool.
Besides, everyone knows, fools don't last long in the world.
That's just something i wrote randomly. :D
I hope it was good to those that read it.
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What a Boyfriend Should Do
When she walks away from you mad Follow her
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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 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.