Demolition_chick_13

First of all, I don't care what people think about me. I love the way I am and that's the way it is. I am not in a group, like emo, goth, or prep. So don't label me.

LABELS ARE FOR SOUP CANS!!!

My name is Miranda, I'm 13 years old, and in the 8th grade. I have a boyfriend, and he is the sweetest. His name is Ryan. He thinks he's a nerd, but I love him the way he is. I love my friends to death, they are the best. I love them, and they love me. My best friend is Amber, my second best friend is, of course, Ryan.


98% of teenagers are currently bringing SEXY BACK.
If you are one of the 2% that sexy never left, copy this onto your profile.



(\__/)This is bunny. Put him on your
(='.'=)homepage and help him on
(*)_(*) his way to WORLD DOMINATION



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|PULL..| Put this on your
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|…….O.| ever pushed a
|………..| door that said pull!
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head banging theory:

92% of teens listen to "RAP".
rap=
R-retards
A-attempting
p-poetry
the other 8% listen to real music.
ROCK,METAL,etc.
so let the REAL music live!
post this in any way atleast 2 times!

keep the real music alive!


Real MCR Fans

1.Real M.C.R fans know more songs than Welcome to the Black Parade.
2.Real M.C.R fans know Gerard Way's brother's name
3.Real M.C.R fans shout 'YES!' when one of their songs comes on.
4.Real M.C.R fans punch their cousins/brothers/parents/friends for dissing Gerard's hair.
5.Real M.C.R fans know the names of everyone in the band and what they do.
6.Real M.C.R fans shop for hours just to find a jacket like the band's have for a M.C.R concert.
7.Real M.C.R fans take time to right on the front of all there underwear "I love Gerard".
8.Real M.C.R fans ask their mom whats for dinner and are disappointed when she dont say Gerard.
9.Real M.C.R fans start smoking 'cause they think they will be hott like Frank and Gerard.
10.Real M.C.R fans ask for Bob for christmas and cry when they dont get him.
11.Real M.C.R fans do dirty things with their M.C.R action figures and are proud to admit it.
12.Real M.C.R fans sleep with a picture of M.C.R and actually have to wipe off the drool stains.
13.Real M.C.R fans piss themselves when they see them.. on T.V.
14.Real M.C.R fans would admit to let them rape you.
15.Real M.C.R fans go in a rendition of Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge when they hear a guy in a restaurant say "So Long"
16.Real M.C.R fans have this on their profile

My Fav Music:
-HIM
-My Chemical Romance
-AFI
-Blaqk Audio
-Marilyn Manson
-DRC
-Cradle of Filth
-Kill Hannah
-Evanescence
-Slipknot
-Atreyu
-Aiden
-Papa Roach
-The Used
-Arctic Monkeys
-Panic! at the Disco
-Paramore
-i cant believe ur still reading this
-Three Days Grace
and a SHITLOAD more...




I absolutely like love this next thing. It's so true.

Suicide

Life is impossible. Suicide is your way out. Fine -- but before you kill yourself, consider these facts

Suicide is not usually successful.

You know a guaranteed way? Ask the 25yr old who tried to electrocute himself.
He lived. But, both of his arms are gone.

What about jumping? Ask John.
He used to be intelligent, with an engaging sence of humor.
That was before he lept from a building. Now, he's brain damaged and will always need care.
He staggers and has seizures. He lives in a fog. But, worst of all, he knows he used to be normal.

What about pills? Ask the 12yr old with extensice liver damage from an overdose.
Have you ever seen anyone die of liver damage? You turn yellow. It's a hard way to go.

What about a gun?
Ask the 24yd old who shot himself in the head.
Now he drags one leg, has a useless arm and has no vision or hearing on one side.
He lived through his "foolproof" suicide.

You might too. But .. who will clean your blood off the carpet or scrape your brains from the ceiling?
Commercial cleaning companies may refuse the job
-- but someone has to do it. Who will cut you down from where you hung yourself, or identify your bloated body after you've drowned? :
Your father?
Your mother?
Your sister or brother?
The carefully worded "loving" suicide note is of no help. Those who loved you will never completely recover.
They'll feel regret and an unending pain.

Suicide is contagious. Look around your family.
You do have other choices. There are people you can help you through this crisis.
Call a hotline. Call a friend. Call a doctor or hospital. Call the police.
They will tell you there's hope. Maybe in a phone call this weekend. But what you're seeking could be just a minute, a month, or a day away.

You say you don't want to be stopped?
Still want to do it?
Well, then, I may see you in the psychiatric ward later.
And we'll work with whatever you have left. There's always someone who will be there for you to talk things through even if it seems like no one is there for you.
Everything will get better, and it will be okay.

So whenever you are going to pick up that knife, or razor,
just think about all the people you are leaving behind, all the memories, and all the good times.
IF THIS TOUCHES YOU, REPOST IT



READ THIS. ITS AWESOME. \/

"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 didnt 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 im 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"


92% of the teen population would be dead if Abercrombie and Fitch decided breathing wasn't cool!!
Put this is your profile if you are one of the 8% who would be laughing hysterically instead.



Here is a poem I wrote:

As I drown in this pool of blood
My heart and lungs begin to flood
As a dark light consumes my heart
With everything, I bare to part
My family and friends they love me so
But as they say, everyone must go
Into this world, I my mother conseaved
I find too soon I have to leave
And if I die before I wake
I leave no one my soul to take
So in the ground here I lye
Laying here, about to die