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MUSIC:

My Chemical Romance, The Used, Green Day, Avenged Sevenfold, Aiden, Anti-Flag, Motley Crue, Papa Roach, Buckcherry, Trapt, Sixx A.M., Soundgarden, Atreyu, Saving Abel, 10 Years, All Time Low, Evanescence,
Puddle of Mudd, Tokio Hotel, The Foxboro Hot Tubs, Nickelback, Staind, Qeen, Nirvana, Rancid,
Good Charlotte,
Cradle of Filth,
HIM, Escape The Fate, Theory of a Dead Man, 30 Seconds to Mars, Serj Tankian, Escape The Fate, System of a Down, and many more that I do not feel like listing so I won't.


I AM A VEGETARIAN AND FUCKING PROUD OF IT!! i play sports, soccer, basketball, and downhill skiing are my favorites. i volunteer at my local animal shelter.


Reading:

Twilight

The Catcher In The Rye



LIKES:

My Chemical Romance

Guitar Hero

Music

Food

YOU! lol


DISLIKES:

LABELS!

ANIMAL CRUELTY!

MUSHROOMS!

I like to talk to people.

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way to WORLD DOMINATION

92% of the teen population would be dead if Abercrombie and Fitch decided breathing wasn't cool!!
Put this in your profile if you would be one of the 8% laughing histarically in the background!!
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Here are parts of songs that have inspired me throughout my life:

"It's not too late. It's never too late," from Three Days Grace's "Never Too Late."

"We'll carry...we'll carry... we'll carry on," from My Chemical Romance's "Welcome to the Black Parade." (duh lol)

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(....\............../....) READ THIS PLEASE!!!!
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" ---REPOST THIS IF YOU BELIEVE THAT HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG!

SHOWS THAT I LIKE:
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Jackass
No.1 Countdown (Rock, Alternative, and Viewers Choice only)
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and many others that i don't feel like listing so HA! lol

i live in a small town.

i think that i have some of the best friends that anybody could ever ask for.


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Stereotyping

I am the girl who dresses in all black and never got to finish middle school because I was called emo everyday.
I am the friend afraid to tell you that I'm bisexual, because you'de leave me for it.
I am the girl who loves to read and is pushed into the corner and beat up because of what I love to do.
I am no one. Just the kid that was pushed to far at school for being emo and cut a little too deep.
I'm the teenager who was kicked out of her house because I was caught hugging my girlfriend.
I am the woman who commited suicide just before I graduated highschool. Since I'm a CheerLeader, no one suspected it was coming.
I am the best friend who just found out she has AIDS, and is afraid to tell her parents because she'll be considered gay. My parents would never accept me if I was.
I am the athlete evryone expects to be perfect, when in reality I'm sneaking heroin between games.
I am the girl who is called a slut everyday because I can't afford to buy new clothes every year. My skirt doesn't cover what I want it to.
I am the sibling forced to clean their sister's blood off of the carpet. Why didn't I see it coming?
I am the boy who wakes up crying because the bruises my parents gave me hurt so much, but aren't even noticed because I'm always wearing the baggy clothes the kids in gangs wear.
I am the girl who got raped at twelve and am considered a whore because of it.
I am the gullible parent who let my child hurt themselves. No one can know this. We have to keep this secret. We have to be
-----------------------PICTURE
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If you believe stereotyping is wrong, PUT THIS IN YOUR PROFILE!!!<<<<STEROTYPING SUCKS! IF PEOPLE WERE MEANT TO HAVE LABELS WE'D HAVE THEM ON US!!!
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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
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Please, Spare a moment to read this.:-

My name is Lilly
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight.
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor

My name is Lilly
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.

There are many kids in Lilly's postion. YOU CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE!!!!!

If that doesn't touch you then I don't know what will.

why girls shouldnt cheat on boys
read this it is really sad and sweet but dont cheat


There was once a guy named Jack who
had a
girlfriend
named
Ashley.

Ashley was the most popular girl in school.
The three most
popular
guys were
Tom, Jack, and Marcus. Ashley
thought of
Jack as
OKAY,
but
she REALLy
liked Marcus. Marcus liked Ashley also.
Well of
course
he
did, everyone
did!

Marcus and Jack were worst enemies.
Marcus tried to
steal
Ashley away
everytime he had a chance to. One day,
Marcus asked
Ashley
if
she wanted
to
go to the movies. Jack heard
everything....what
movie
theatre
and what
time.

Jack approached the movies that night
and
followed Ashley
and
Marcus.
Jack sat right behind them. he
watched them
get close
to
each
other and
kiss....not only kiss, but practically get it
on in the
theatre.
Marcus
told ashley "Do you want to come to my
place and
skip this
boring
movie?" She
replied "hell yeah."

Jack had peeked through Marcus'
window.
Ashely and
him
were
messing
around and then they had sex.
Jack watched the whole
thing.

The next day at school Jack wasn't
there. For
the next
few
days Jack
wasn't there. A week later his mother
found him in
his
closet
dead... he
commited suicide because he had loved
Ashley so
much.
Next
to
Jack's dead
body was a note.

A note that read: My dearest Ashley, I
watched you
at the
movie
and at
Marcus' house and I will continue to
watch you.
I never
thought you
would
do something like this to me. I really
loved you
ashley. I
died
for you just
like Jesus died for us.

Always with you, Jack

Please foward this or Jack will
haunt
you and try
to kill you because he wants everyone to
know
about
Marcus.

Thank you.

Please Scroll Down.
['In loving Memory of']
**Jack Halagey**
What Jack did to one person who did
not send
this.......

One girl was looking through her e-mail
and she
['deleted']
this
message
thinking it was another silly forward...the
next day
she
['was']
['found dead in']
['her bed']

['Of course u don't have to send this but I
think
Jack
Halagey' will come soon to get you like
tonight
when you are
still awake just sitting in bed']

Repost this as "why girls shouldn't cheat
on boys"
or u will
lose
the one u love
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Mikey: FUCK YOU!
Gerard: FUCK YOURSELF!
Mikey: GO FUCK A COW!
Gerard: GO FUCK A TOASTER AND TURN IT ON!
Mikey: GO FUCK YOUR MOM!
Gerard: SHE'S YOUR MOM TOO DUMBASS!!!!.
Gerard:GO FUCK A WHALE!
Mikey: HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL U GERARD IM NOT INTERESTED IN U LIKE THAT!
<<<<<<<<<<<HAHA THAT IS TOO FUNNY!>>>>>>>>>>>>>
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Things To Do In Walmart:

1. Get boxes of condoms and randomly put them in peoples carts when they aren't looking.
2. Set all the alarm clocks to go off in two minute intervals.
3. Make a trail of apple juice on the floor to the restroom.
4. Walk up to an employee and tell him or her in an official tone, "I think we have a code 3 in housewares" and see what happens.
5. Put M&M's on layaway.
6. Move "CAUTION-WET FLOOR" signs on carpet areas.
7. Set up a tent in the camping department, tell people you'll only invite them if they'll bring pillows from the bedding department.
8. When someone asks if they can help you, begin to cry and say "Why won't you people leave me alone?"
9. Look right into the security camera and use it as mirror as you pick your nose.
10. While handling guns in the hunting department, asks the clerk if he knows where the anti-depressants are.
11. Dart around suspisiously while humming the theme from "Mission Impossible"
12. In the auto department, practice your "Madonna" using different sized funnels.
13. Hide in a clothing rack and when people browse through say "PICK ME, PICK ME"
14. When an announcement comes over the loud speaker, assume the fetal position and scream, "NO! NO! it's those voices again"
15. Go in the fitting room and yell real loud, "Hey, we're out of toilet paper in here."
16. Joust with the rascals (the little motorized wheel chairs at the entrance)
17. Pillow fight with stuffed animals.
18. Talk to the clerk in the electronics dept, and every 5 minutes or so yell "NO! You are Wrong!"
19. Clip clothing on to customers w/out their knowledge, clip-on ties work great
20. Clip a clip-on tie to yourself on your back and walk in and out of the store and see if anyone notices.
21. Men: take womens clothing and go to the fitting rooms.
22. Take embarrassing items (massive amounts of duesche in mens carts works really well, or self enema kits) and hide them in random people's carts.
23. Get a blue or red vest from a friend that works at walmart and walk around helping customers, moving stuff and talking to other employees.
24. Put a baseball helmet on backwards, a hunting vest, a big stuffed bear under one arm, and a pool cue. Tiptoe in and out of the isles and yell "BANG" while pointing the pool cue at customers and employees, then jump into an isle where they can't see you.
Bonus Points: Commando crawl through the isle doing the same thing, but roll off into other isles and roll away as fast as possible.