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My name is Shelby. I love reading and writing yaoi. I am also old enough to read and write yaoi. I have a 4 year old nephew that I adore and a smart ass boyfriend who is also a sarcastic bastard. As of August 2013 my new nephew was born. He looks just like me and his older brother.
Hair: Light blond
Length: Short, stops just under my ears.
Skin: Pale (especially next to my sun kissed boyfriend)
I always look pale next to him. Its sad. My favorite color is black and blood red. My friends say that I'm a dark person.
I am so sick of homophobic bastards. I have a lot of gay friends and I will kick anyone's ass if they say anything bad about them (My uncle found that out the hard way hehe.). I have been suspended before for beating the shit out of a 16 year old who thought it was wise to bully my 14 year old gay brother. If you bully gay people then beware that there are people out there like my friends and I who will make you regret it for the rest of your life and the afterlife.
Why is it that a girl can wear guy clothes and have short hair and everything is fine, but a guy with long hair and wears girls clothes and is treated as if he committed a crime? My little brother wore a girls t-shirt, girl skinny jeans and had put his hair into a high ponytail and went to one of our cousins birthday parties and when everyone at the party realized that he was a guy they tried to kick him out (no adult except my aunt and uncle tried to do anything) and were mad when my cousin, his parents, and I told them that if they were going to be homophobic pricks, then to get the fuck out. God I wanted to beat the shit out of them and their parent for not stopping their kids and for looking at my brother as if he was disgusting. Parents teach your kids that being gay is not a crime and everyone else being gay is okay and don't bully or be bastards.
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
Her name was Auroura
Her dad was a drunk
Her only friend
She always talked to it
Until her parents
A bruise on her leg
But she grabs her bear
She sits in the corner
Such a bad life
Then one night
Then her mom suddenly
She thrusted the blade
The mom walked out
Police showed up
One officer slowly
It must have been bad
HOMOPHOBIA IS GAY
I am the boy who never finished school because I was called a fag everyday.
I am the girl who got kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I was a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because no one will hire a transsexual.
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 wouldn't allow my partner of 27 years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up to the nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family i have ever had. I wished they could adopt me.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before my high school graduation. It was just 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 one person who does not know which bathroom to use so the management doesn't come for me.
I am the mother who is not even allowed to see 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 father who never hugged my son because I grew up afraid to show affection to males.
I am the Home Ec teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians could teach it.
I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized i was transsexual.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because i don't believe, but because they closed the doors to my kind.
I am the girl ashamed to tell my own friends that I am a lesbian because they 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 said they needed to 'teach me a lesson'.
I am the person who needs to hide what this world needs the most: love.
...because good things happen too:
I am the guy who came out to the entire school in his senior speech and got a standing ovation for his courage.
I am making a difference. Hate will not win if we do not let it. If you agree, repost this.
Copy and paste this on your profile please! I am blind so can't see, I am deaf so can't hear and I am mute so can't speak, But I can still make magic,
1) I need to tell you a secret. go to 5
2) the answer is... go to 11
3) don't get angry. go to 15
4) calm down don't get frustrated. go to 13
5) first go to 2
6) don't be angry just go to 12
7) I just wanted to say hi
8) what I wanted to tell you is...is on 14
9) Be patient and go to 4
10) this is the last time I'm going to send you to a number. go to 7
11) I hope ur not annoyed when I say this...but go to 6
12) sorry out of order. go to 8
13) don't get mad just yet...go to 10
14) I don't know how to say this but... go to 3
15) You must be really bored so go to 9
COPY AND PASTE If YOU Found That Funny
Yes I am a girl and I hate Justin Bieber and One Direction... post this to your profile if you agree.
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If you could read that put it in your profile
Once... There was a girl with long black hair... she was pretty. Very pretty. One day, someone pushed her in front of the mirror, thus making her head hit shards of glass... Blood scattered on the remaining shards. Her face remains in the mirror forever... and ever... and ever... Until she succeeds to kill her jealous murder. She will haunt you. Everywhere you go. In your dreams, on your street, on your phone... One day... when you look in a mirror, after reading this, she will appear. "You're not pretttyyyy..." she'll say. You'll die that day because of a shard stuck in your brain... If you post this on your profile, she will bother your worst enemy. You will be rewarded.