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My name is Tyra , I am 17 and go to Fitch. Writing is a passion for mine I love writing and reading its more than hobby it is who I am.
I want to one day have a famous novel and write a song that will be song by some one famous or even a person whose dream is to become famous I would love to be a part of that. Making someones dream come true I mean
I'm really out going just like to try new things and be spontaneous everyone says their different but you don't really see a lot of people being different so I live by weird is good and If being different makes me crazy than I'm crazy.
Reading is my escape from the world I lose myself to the words. The real world dissolve and each word becomes a artist stroke of an brush painting vivid details and weaving a world deep in my mind. a world I am able to slip into until the very last written/typed sentence.
So this is a little about me
I write a question each day and answer it in a small twilight journal
I carry around a rock a teacher gave me so that I remember and Know even when I don't believe in myself someone else does
I love to write poetry but it's not about how I feel sometimes it's about what I see others feel or evena character in a book is feeling or going through and sometimes just life itself gets the wheels in my head spinning
I believe there is more to life than what we see and what others' before me saw
I believe that yes the future is important but the present is more important
I live for today and
I'm a dreamer
My favorite color changes
I love to make people smile and just be happy
I really love to try new things and
I want to travel the world
I'm addicted to pizza and Pepsi
I am in love with italian food it is the best!
Crazy for chocolate,pineapple, strawberries,and sweet things
Love Blue Candy and Gummy Bears
I love Country music , rock n roll, classical pinao, and pop
I hate people who judge others
And even though it gets on people's nerves I like to plan ahead
I hope that you fanfiction lovers' enjoy my stories but I am new so once I get the hang of things it'll be smooth sailing
Mommy I am only 8 inches long but I have all my organs. I love the sound of your voice. Every time I hear it I wave my arms and legs. The sound of your heart beat is my favorite lullaby.
Mommy today I learned how to suck my thumb. If you could see me you could definitely tell that I am a baby. I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though. It is so nice and warm in here.
You know what Mommy I'm a boy!! I hope that makes you happy. I always want you to be happy. I don't like it when you cry. You sound so sad. It makes me sad too and I cry with you even though you can't hear me.
Mommy my hair is starting to grow. It is very short and fine but I will have a lot of it. I spend a lot of my time exercising. I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes and stretch my arms and legs. I am becoming quite good at it too.
You went to the doctor today. Mommy, he lied to you. He said that I'm not a baby. I am a baby Mommy, your baby. I think and feel. Mommy, what's abortion?
I can hear that doctor again. I don't like him. He seems cold and heartless. Something is intruding my home. The doctor called it a needle. Mommy what is it? It burns! Please make him stop! I can't get away from it! Mommy! HELP me!
Mommy I am okay. I am in Jesus's arms. He is holding me. He told me about abortion. Why didn't you want me Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped. Two more eyes that will never see. Two more hands that will never touch. Two more legs that will never run. One more mouth that will never speak.
If you're against abortion, re-post this. I re posted this from one of my fav authors Divafire2 .
FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food.
REAL FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food.
FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr./Mrs.
REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM.
FAKE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
REAL FRIENDS: Will sit next to you saying “Damn … we really messed up … but that sure was fun!”
FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry.
REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget it’s yours.
FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Can write a book about you, with direct quotes from you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will knock on your front door.
REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say “I’M HOME!”
FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile.
REAL FRIENDS: Are for life.
FAKE FRIENDS: Say they are too busy to listen to your problems, but when it comes to them they expect you to have all the time in the world.
REAL FRIENDS: Not only kick everything out of their schedule to listen to what’s wrong, but help come up with vindictive plans to make you feel a whole lot better!
FAKE FRIENDS: Make you say sorry when you want to talk to them at odd hours of the night, or even just hang out at odd hours.
REAL FRIENDS: Come right over and hang out with you, until you either fall asleep, or kick them out.
FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this.
REAL FRIENDS: Will repost it. I got this for another fav author Destini SasuNaru N I love this post
Girls Don't realize these things;
But most of all
Ladies always complain and gripe to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with assholes who mistreat them. Well ladies, next time you're complaining, maybe look up to see who you're complaining to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?"
If you're a guy and you agree with this letter, copy and paste into your profile as 'I'm sorry'
If You're one of the FEW girls with enough BALLS to copy and paste this into your profile, and you would never make your guy feel this way, copy and paste into your profile as 'Girls Don't Realize These Things'
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
Seeing Darkness By : Tyra Barnes (ViciousViolet)
Evil washes over the dry desert
plants with thorns grows from the dirt
Shadows hover over the dying beauty that once graced the land
Before evil poured down like quicksand
Day and night have become one for all light was burned out by evils might
Now we the sweet desert flower become drenched in nefarious
Drained of true life now left behind are the shadows and the screams
The shadows hover by as we cry wishing we could die
Watching and laughing and calling us weak
we say will not be beat
But we watch in atrocious defeat
As evils acid rots away our once pure petals
The sweet drumming of the clear water that once fell from high above
The bright colors of our neighboring friends
The soft buzzing of the yellow insect is no more
Silentence and gray feels in these voids for evil has left nothing more