I like alot of things like anime,manga and things from japan. I am slightly goth/emo/Lolita/punk I love yaoi. Any questions just ask. OMG I just found out I'm an uke! You are the passive uke. You're pretty calm, maybe quiet, and even a tad introverted. You're not quite as shy as the absolute uke, but you're pretty bashful. You like doing things for your seme like cooking, or making something cute, something for them to keep and think about you. You might not be so hell bent on being on the bottem, but you're most comfortable there, and pretty used to it, so eh. Might as well stick with the program! <3 Best With: Passive Seme Here's the website quizlla and type in ;; are you a seme or an uke__ ? and there you go! I couldn't get the link to work so live with the directions.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----- Read This ----- I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas toghuht slpeling was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!
- If you could read that, put it in your profile] ╔══╗♫ ║██║put this ║(o)║on ur page ╚══╝if u like music... What Mystical Creature are You? ...
A white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here." The black man turned around and stood up. He then said, "Listen sir....when I was born I was BLACK. When I grew up I was BLACK. When I'm sick I'm BLACK. When I go in the sun I'm BLACK. When I'm cold I'm BLACK. When I die I'll be BLACK. But you sir, When you are born you're PINK. When you grow up you're WHITE. When you're sick. you're GREEN. When you go in the sun you turn RED. When you're cold you turn BLUE. And when you die you turn PURPLE. And you have the nerve to call me colored?" The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away.. Put this on your page if you HATE racism..
You are something other than good and evil... nobody knows what you are. You can be good, with a mask... or you could be evil, with a mask... Choose wisely in the future...
If you approve gay-marriages put this in your profile and add your name to the list:
There are no sexualities. You love who you love and that's that. It's not restricted to one gender, no matter what gender it is. If you agree with me, copy & paste this into your profile.
This is so sad and so true please read this if you believe that homosexual relationships are no different than straight relationships.
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided my mother that I an a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working on the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I an the sister who holds her gay brother tight trough the painful, tearfilled 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 an other year I mill 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 to 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 life with an other 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 only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating as soon 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 always have to 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 hides what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another man.
Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it and you don't have to be gay to do so. I'm not, but I stand up against anyone who has a problem with homosexuality. NOW it's time for the poety sement where after every pic I will write a poem but it might not be all that good so here goes nothing...
It's dicted I SUCK at poety but I can always get better...right? Well anyways here r some cool(in my opinon)pictures.I'll put some later... True and Touching Story:
A girl and a guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle.
Girl: Slow down, I'm scared. Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No it's not, please, it's so scary.
Guy: Then tell me that you love me.
Girl: I love you, slow down.[/i][/i][/i]
Guy: Now give me a big hug..
*She gave him a big hug*
Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself, It's really bothering me.
The next day in the newspaper:
"A motorcycle crashed into a building due to brake failure.
Two people were in the crash, but only one survived."
The truth was that halfway down the road the guy realized that the breaks weren't working, but he didn't want the girl to know.
Instead, he had her hug him and tell him she loves him one last time.
Then he had her put his helmet on so that she would live, even if it meant that he would die.
If you would do the same for the person you love, copy this in your profile...[/i]
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