My Toxic Romance

So here I am on a rainy day writing about myself.
I live in Sacramento, CA. Born and raised.
My Chemical Romance has probably saved my life more than once.
Call me emo if you must...
Just don't label me.
Sometimes I just can't stand life.
I don't get it. I honestly think people hate me. Maybe its because the way I look or act or talk or it has to be something.
School runs my life and most of the time I really wish it didn't.
Because I like hanging out with friends and meeting new people.
My clubs:
Debate
Eco
LGSA(Lesbian Gay Straight Alliance)
Anime
Celtic
Martial Arts

Life is a War pick a side and start Fighting.--Cullen



I am constantly afraid of persecution. I am a wiccan and I have a tendency for getting shit about that from Mormons and Catholics.
I don't think the Catholics should talk because they put people like me through shit century after century.
I am a pro at history. I love it. I am classified as a walking textbook. Anything historical I will probably know about in great detail.
I speak Latin, a little French, and a little Spanish.
I have been to France and god do I miss it.
I participate in school activities frequently. Its the only way I get to see some of my friends sometimes.
Maybe I'm spoiled. I'm an only child with 2 cell phones, 2 laptops, and 2 iPods, a ps2, and two pianos.
I like the numbers 2 and 20.
I believe in soul mates and that everyone has one. But until we meet these people we can't be truly happy.
I draw a lot. Mainly faeries. Sometimes they are a little over the top. But I do like them.
I probably read too much. I can easily finish a 600 page book in a day. Its also proven that just purely by reading books not assigned to you in school that your SAT/ACT scores will increase. Most recently I read Twilight and New Moon(both are good books and are highly recommended)
I have a Myspace
and a Vampire Freaks account.
I am slowly getting unaddicted to Myspace.
I understand pretty much anything.
I'll listen to anything and everything. Just don't be pissed if I give my opinion.
Cullen honestly bugs the shit out of me sometimes, but the rest of the time he's helpful and somewhat sweet.
What an odd older brother...
My life and love is a fantasy.
My name is Emma






You spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There is always some reason to feel not good enough
And its hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Some beautiful release
Memories seep through my veins
And I maybe empty and weightless
And maybe I will find some peace tonight
In the arms of the angel
Fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You were pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here
So tired of the straight life that everywhere you turn there are vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting and you keep on building the lies that you make up for all that you lack.
It doesn't make no difference escaping one last time
Its easier to believe
And this sweet madness
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees...





I LOVE:
Dancing
Music
Boys
Beaches
Walking
Sunsets
Books
Reading
Writing
Myspace
History
Penguins
Whales
Dolphins
Oceans
Water
Myths
Blue
Black
Green
Silver
Mirrors
Hoodies
Cynics
Red
Friends
Heroes
Debate
Foil
Biology
Chemistry
Phantom of the Opera
Hearts
Life
Love
Scrubs
Computer
Internet
Cell phones
Frank Iero
Clothes
Make-up
Straightners
Incentives
Motifs
Preventing HIV/Aids
(RED)
Rain



I HATE:
Liars
Posers
Cheaters
Fakes
Ignorance
Idiocy
Backstabbers
the "Plastics"
Pink


Drawings:




Favourite bands:
Cruxshadows
Dragonforce
A7X
Motely Crue
Black Sabbath
Evanescence
Morningwood
PussyCat Dolls
Seventh Standard
Fall Out Boy
Black Eyed Peas
System of a Down
Def Leppard
Led Zepplin
Nirvana
Linkin Park
Secret Garden
A Perfect Circle
Tool
Maroon 5
Snow Patrol
Hellogoodbye
Ozzy Osbourne
Train
Nelly Furtado
Bullets and Romance
The Cure
Underoath
Voltaire
Hinder
Nu-Clear
Marilyn Manson
My Chemical Romance
INXS
Josh Turner
Jem
Sarah McClaghlan
Rise Against
Flogging Molly
Coheed and Cambria
Paramore
Hawethorne Heights
Senses Fail
John Mayer
Nickelback
Rolling Stones
Cradle of Filth
Good Charlotte
Narwahl
HIM
Green Day
Avril Lavigne
The Pink Spiders
The Veronicas
Blue October
The Fray
Rob Thomas
Emmy Rossum
Sarah Brightman
Michael Crawford'
Paul Oakenfold
Brittany Murphy
The Academy Is...
Yellowcard
Sugarcult
The Dresden Dolls
Halifax
Forgive Durden
Amber Pacific
The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
From First to Last
Something Corporate
Death Cab for Cutie
Dashboard Confessional
The Killers
Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Oasis
Hot Hot Heat
Franz Ferdinand
Modest Mouse
Disturbed
Guns n' Roses
Lamb of God
Slayer
The Used
Teddy Geiger
Jesse McCartney
Pink
Daniel Powter
James Blunt
Cute is What We Aim for
Cartel
The Click Five
All American Rejects
Bowling for Soup
Relient K
Simple Plan
The Aquabats
Rancid
Sublime
Red Hot Chili Peppers
Motion City Soundtrack
Angels and Airwaves
Blink 182
The Beatles
The Who
Black Crowes
Pink Floyd
The Doors
Jimi Hendrix
Steppenwolf
Queen
Van Halen
Bob Dylan
Simon and Garfunkel
Escape the Fate
Apocolypta



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"