Author has written 3 stories for Misc. Books, and Mythology.
Hey everyone out in the world reading this right now, my names Honey (yes that is my real name). I love love love anime which most people who looking at me would never believe, guess I’m just a nerd at heart. I guess you can say that I'm normal in the weirdest way possible, even if i don't look it, get to know me and you'd be surprised what lays beyond the looks. So here recently i was looking for a knew anime to watch when I came across yaoi, at first I was not to sure about it and was I guess you'd say against it. But like they say never judge anything by its cover and with yaoi it was the same. Now I like it, i wouldn't say i love it, yet.
But I’m into your basic animes: Naruto!!; Death Note (before L was killed); Bleach; Full metal; Devil within; FF7 and most of the others; Devil may cry; Fruits Basket; DN Angel; Flames of Recca; Kingdom Hearts (i don't care if it counts as anime); Hellsing; Vampire Knights; Saiyuki; Tsubasa; Samurai Deeper; Gundam (most of them); Black Cat; Claymore; Clover; Dragon Ball Z (and most others); and tonssss of others I just don't feel like naming them all
What I look like: Red brown hair, green eyes, 5'8" (yes I'm short), I won't tell you my age but I am in college
What I'm like: I am usually quiet (I won't say shy because I really am not) am one of those people you have to come up and start to talk to before I'll say anything; I'm a bit on the weird said (like all my friends); that's all I will say for now
What I like: Writing stories or poems; reading; hanging out with my friends; having a good laugh; doing stupid things; riding my bike;
Things I don't like: People repeating themselves; writers block; the color pink; waking up early
I was reading uchihababe-chan profile when I read something I can't help but agree with. I may not be gay or a lesbian but that doesn't mean I can't help but agree with them, after all they are human as while and so they deserve the same treatment as everyone else. And if anyone disagrees with me on this fact then either speak your mind or get off my page, because I don’t care what you say, how hot you are, or who your parents are. If you pick on someone just because of what they do in their personal life, then you are no better then a cockroach under my shoe.
Oh ya and check out my forum!! If your interested in Peter Pan and vampires then you'll love it!! XD http://forum.fanfiction.net/forum/Peter_Pan_is_a_Vampire/74060/
SO WITH THAT PLEASE READ WHAT'S UNDER THIS!!
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I was trying to decide what else i wanted to put on my profile and said what the hell I'm going to put a ton of random shit up on it and not care what anyone else says, so with that said here's a saying from book one of Harry Potter:
'Enter, stranger, but take heed
I just now wrote this! Lol I love when i do this, even though it has nothing to do with anything else. But hey that's just how I am, random. XD
I wish life was simple
I wish the world didn't bother with looks
i wish i could scream at the top of my lungs without all their looks
LIfe can be hard
It can also be depressing
But with a smile and a laugh
The pain will never lasted
Some of my favorite quotes/saying/scenes from 'V for Vendetta' I love love love this movie!!
Evey Hammond: Remember, remember, the Fifth of November, the Gunpowder Treason and Plot. I know of no reason why the Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot... But what of the man? I know his name was Guy Fawkes and I know, in 1605, he attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament. But who was he really? What was he like? We are told to remember the idea, not the man, because a man can fail. He can be caught, he can be killed and forgotten, but 400 years later, an idea can still change the world. I've witnessed first hand the power of ideas, I've seen people kill in the name of them, and die defending them... but you cannot kiss an idea, cannot touch it, or hold it... ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they do not love... And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man... A man that made me remember the Fifth of November. A man that I will never forget.
V: Evey pulls out her mace I can assure you I mean you no harm.
V: It is to Madame Justice that I dedicate this concerto, in honor of the holiday that is sadly no longer remembered, and in recognition of the impostor that stands in her stead. Tell me Evey, do you know what day it is?
midnight church bells ring
V: Not anymore. Remember, remember the 5th of November. The gunpowder, treason, and plot. I know of no reason why the gunpowder treason should ever be forgot.
V: ...A building is a symbol, as is the act of destroying it. Symbols are given power by people. A symbol, in and of itself is powerless, but with enough people behind it, blowing up a building can change the world.
Can you understand this? If you can post it to your profile:
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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
FRIENDS: Never ask for anything to eat or drink.
FRIENDS: Call your parents by Mr. and Mrs. and Grandpa, by Grandpa.
FRIENDS: Would bail you out of jail.
FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
FRIENDS: Asks you to write down your number.
FRIENDS: Borrows your stuff for a few days then gives it back.
FRIENDS: Only know a few things about you.
FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.
FRIENDS: You have to tell them not to tell anyone.
FRIENDS: Are only through highschool/college. (aka: drinking buddies)
FRIENDS: Will be there to take your drink away from you when they think you've had enough.
FRIENDS: Would ignore this letter
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,
Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school
Now you have two choices