Author has written 2 stories for Naruto.
ZOMG I FINALLY UPDATE THIS FRIGGIN' THING.
Let me introduce myself. I am Burdela, my real name is not really important.
I'm 18 years old and right now, I'm on the Media College in Amsterdam. (Holland.)
I'm happy that I'm accepted but it's taking away a lot of my free time though.
Further interests; I love killer whales, also known as orca's. I'm serious anti-captive. But I had to say which orca in captivity is my favourite, I'd say Orkid for sure. I like sports, even though I'm not doing much lately. Animal freak, cats are adorable.
At the moment; I'm not reading a lot of books for some years now. I use to be a real fan of that. Still am. If possible, I'd love to become a real writer, but I'm just letting that dream drift a little bit. Making place for my other dream, becoming an artist in drawing.
-ItaKaka or something. (Nar.)
I'm pretty much open for a lot of pairings.
As it's not creepy, like... Jiraiya and Orochimaru. (Sorry for those who enjoy reading it... I just... No...)
Anime that interest me; Naruto, DN Angel, Azumanga Daioh (I guess.), Full Metal Alchemist. You know, such sorts. Genshiken...
Put this in your profile if you think homophobia is WRONG.
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.
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.
I am 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 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 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.
I'M SORRY YOU GUYS!! I DELETED A LOT STORIES BECAUSE I SIMPLY COULD NOT CONTINUE. BUT I WILL START WRITING AGAIN. SORRY ONCE MORE.