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--Something I'm trying out--

Drawing is my drug of choice.
I was once un-loved, now I have enough love for the world.
I hate my name and my writing.
Sometimes I wished I was born a gay guy.

I don't give a damn what race, gender, who you like, or how you speak. As long as you don't care what my background or crap is and just love me for me.

I keep secrets from even myself.

I LOVE THE INTERNET BUT I HATE A LOT PF PEOPLE ON IT

Sometimes I trust everyone, even the people who break my heart.

Who gives a damn if I still love Pokemon?

I love rain over the sun, rain brings out the life and the sun just nutures it.

I'll take a cold, dark, gloomy day over an over bright day.

August and Fall are my favorite month and season.

I'm afraid of dying and not being remembered.

I want to go over the limits that were set for me in the beginning of time.

Sexists must die.

Karate makes me feel strong and helps me feel like being a woman isn't always a disadvantage in a fight. For one, we don't have balls. ;3

Sometimes I just use God as a back up plan incase he exists. And I am scared of what he will do to me.

I never cry in public, just in the shower.

I hate the fact that I change what people's moods are. Why do the listen to me?

The fact that I'm not to healthy kills me.

Never have I thought about what would happen if I killed myself.

But I do wonder what would happen if I was never born or something had changed me.

I love people I have never met.

Breaking my arm and leg makes me regret that I wasn't careful enough.

I don't date yet and I don't want to yet.

Sometimes I sit on my bed and dream awake.

I get my imagination by creating my own dreams inside my head and playing with my own characters. It can be anything from Ninjas in Naruto to X-Men.

I want to become a writer but I was told I couldn't. Now I won't give up.

Someone called me ugly and it hurt, someone called me pretty and I shattered with love.

Don't lie to me. Please.