Everything passes. Everything experiences the birth and death cycle.

Remember when you picked me up like a frisbee and tossed me across you yard?

Everything just feels so empty without her. She was more a parent to me than my birth parents were. She took me in, fed, dressed me, but most importantly, she treated me with respect. She taught me that my abilities were nothing to be ashamed of, nothing I should try so hard to deny. She convinced me that what I had was a gift-not a curse- and that I shouldn't let other people's narrow minds and fears determine how I love, what I do, or how I perceive myself in the world. She actually made me believe that in no way, shape, or form did their uninformed opinions make me a freak.

Trust me, you can't play the game if you don't know the rules. And if you don't know the rules, someone's bound to get hurt.

Rules should always be bent, if not broken. It's the only way to have any fun.

i love purple and blue!!!!!

Whenever I look at me, all I see are things I'd like to change.