Author has written 27 stories for Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Shake It Up!, Star Wars, Tangled, Unnatural History, Castle, Outsiders, High School Musical, Tower Prep, Spirited Away, Harry Potter, Pirates of the Caribbean, Legend of Zelda, Scooby Doo, Suite Life series, Good Luck Charlie, Pretty Little Liars, Friends, and Pokémon.
Guys, I have to admit it. This is not my first fanfiction account. This is probably my fourth because I have issues with people in real life knowing who I am on here. It just gets really awkward and I can't really write what I want or how I want.
Knowing that, I lost inspiration for my two chapter fics and am discontinuing them. Even if I wanted to write them, my computer got a virus and it's hard for me to write at the moment. School is also starting up again, and all I really would have time for is one shots.
In conclusion, if any of you actually read this, I will say that I'm probably going to make a new FF account here shortly and work on some one-shot ideas, so I'm not disappearing. You just won't know who I am. I'm sorry.
If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, PLEASE, PM me; I will continue to reply through here as this account is linked to my primary email that I check every time I'm online. :) So don't worry.
Love Always, R. Ryrin
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 just because she was 'different'.
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.
We are the couple who can never hold hands in public because of the disgusted glares that follow us.
I am the woman 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 did not 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 is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
I am the girl 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."
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most: LOVE!
~STOP ALL THE HATRED!~ ~LOVE PEOPLE FOR THEIR LIVES NOT HOW THEY LIVE THEM.~ ~CHERISH THE SOULS THAT ARE DIFFERENT AND MAKE THEM FEEL LOVED.~ ~THEY NEED IT MORE THAN YOU'LL EVER KNOW!~ ~DON'T JUDGE PEOPLE BASED ON WHAT OTHERS HAVE TOLD YOU.~ ~LOVE AND BE LOVED!~ REPOST IF YOU AGREE!~ WE NEED YOUR HELP TO END THE HURT!~
Every Abortion Is Just:
If you believe in God and Jesus Christ his Son
then copy and paste this in your profile
Jesus had no servants, yet they called him Master...
He had no degree, yet they called him Teacher...
He had no medicine, yet they called him Healer...
He had no army, yet kings feared him...
He won no military battles, yet he conquered the World...
He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him...
He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today
At age 8, your dad buys you an ice cream. You thanked him by dripping
When you were 9 years old, he paid for piano lessons. You thanked him
When you were 10 years old he drove you all day, from soccer to
When you were 11 years old, he took you and your friends to
When you were 12 years old, he warned you not to watch
When you were 13, he suggested a haircut that was in fashion.
When you were 14, he paid for a month away at summer camp.
When you were 15, he came home from work, looking for a hug.
When you were 16, he taught you how to drive his car. You
When you were 17, he was expecting an important call. You thanked him
When you were 18, he cried at your high school graduation. You thanked
When you were 19, he paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus
When you were 25, he helped to pay for your wedding, and he told you
When you were 50, he fell ill and needed you to take care of him . You
And then, one day, he quietly died. And everything you never did came
Cliche is just another word for classic.