Author has written 7 stories for Transformers/Beast Wars, and Vocaloid.
Hey my name is BlackDragonsSoul,
I´m a girl and I live in Germany, but I grew up in America so my storys are gonna be in english.
My favoret series are: Naruto,Pokemon,YU-GI-OH!, Transformers, and so on...
My favoret bands are: Linken Park, Three Days Grace and Green Day, Rammstein...
I like: yaoi,yuri,hentai,wrighting reading,drwing and playing the guitar.
I also have an Deviantart account:
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Justin Bieber auf nem Wolkenkratzer steht
runter springen will
Wenn du auch zu den 5% gehörst die
essen und dabei "Do a BACKFLIP MOTHERFUCKER"
dann KOPIER den
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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.
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
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.
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.
the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am
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.
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
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.
I am the person who is afraid
of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
Repost this if you believe homophobia is wrong.
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 sradishing 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 sradish 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,
Put this in your profile if you think that child abuse is wrong.
There are three kinds of people: those who make things happen, those
who watch things happen, and those who don't know what the heck is
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peploe who dno't need to look at the wrod idniviudlaly, but as a wolhe! Olny
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raed wrdos wehn the frist and lsat ltetres of the wrod are the smae, and tehre
are the smae auomnt of lteters in the wrod...if you could read that, copy and
paste this onto your profile
Stupidity killed the cat. Curiosity was framed.
Whoever said nothing is impossible, never tried slamming a revolving