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My name is Ayana
but people seem to always call me by some nickname they made up.

Examples: Twinkie, Yanna, Yan-Yan, Mikey, Tyson, Little 8, Noodle, Tech., Bon-Bon (best if you dont ask...), Sugaw, Holly, Abe, Hubby, Doc
...i just realized how random my nicknames seem to be...

I L.O.V.E sushi...and chocolate

My favortie color is red (and black...but thats not a color...who knew)

I go to a private, all girIs, catholic school... I'm a first year (in ninth grade) and i miss
my friends from middle school! =(
...and im failing like two classes... (i dont see when in the future i am ever going to need to know what happened in 1453ad or who were minor characters in Romeo and Juliet)

I like to draw

look!--> http://ixdontxknow.deviantart.com/

I'm a computer geek, and I can cook(...kinda)

My birthday is the same as Gerard's

Homophobia is GAY!

I hate the way love works, cuz it never works in my favor

...and thats about all you probally need to know about me, even though you don't care...


~~Mirror, Mirror, How Amazing is My Figure~~

I was there when you were 12, when you formed your first band At Risk

You were a spunky little kid, always a little too obsessed with music

You got more popular, we grew distant

Seeing you on TV with your new band, I know you never missed it

I read those things people wrote

The things that made you shove your fingers down your throat

I saw you at your last concert

I could see your ribs right through your shirt

You looked like a sick little dog

I could tell even through the strobe lights and fog

And the band, I can tell they cared

They know what you're doing, you're making them scared

Please Sonny, even if it's only for you,

Stop being bulimic, it's something I know you can do

i didnt write that but a friend of mine did and i liked it so i put it here (sarah i luf it!)....ok im done


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My Emo Bunny and his boyfriend (Jared and Leo )

"I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday. 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 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 woman who died when the EMTs 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 didn’t 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 ashamed to tell my own friends I’m a lesbian, because they constantly 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 wanted to ‘teach me a lesson’" ---IF YOU BELIEVE THAT HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG... REPOST THIS"

PICTURES!