Well, I live in hell-hole, Nebraska. I loath preps and hicks. I have been told that im very random and hyper-active. I'm bi-sexual and if you have a problem then fuck you. I am very outspoken so if I don't like you or ya piss me off your gonna get it. If you would like to know more just ask me.

Well this is gonna be completely random because I am typing what comes to mind ok so don't think Im cracked out on something ok even though I want some...jk...drugs are bad... I like boys and girls if you haven't noticed and if you don't like that you can go fuck yourself, I like to play, lick, and just all kinds of things with body piercing no matter where they are at, I like hair dye, black hair, I'm a sucker for brown eyes, eyeliner is hot, I am pretty out-spoken so if I don't like ya your gonna know it, and if you fuck with my friends I'm gonna fuck you back even harder, I like guitars, skateboards, fuckin crazy ass people doin crazy ass things, tattoos, dont get me started on what happy trails make me do, I like the mall when you can actually call it a mall, like clothes and designing clothes and hair, makeup, nail polish, emo/punk/goth its all good, I hate preps and hicks and why does it seem Im always surrounded by them, I love my friends cuz they are the weirdest/craziest people Ill ever meet thats why I love them(Born an original, why die a fucking copy), foreign people are

hot, foreign accents are too, knives are fun, blood is awesome, Im an ovo-lacto-vegetarian(but I dont have to give up all meat**wink**), I like sticking my hands into peoples pockets, I tend to bite(you choose where and how hard), I like to sing, I like to dance(sometimes in my underwear), I love raves and techno music, If it has a lot of bass Im good, I can contort my body in weird shapes, and well I'm gonna just add on to this more and more every time I think of something...

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 ON YOUR PAGE IF YOU BELIEVE THAT HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG

heres a suprise

 Boy And Girl walking from school through the park....
Boy:*Sighs*
Girl: What's wrong?
Boy: I like her so much...
Girl: Talk to her!
Boy: I don't know. She won't ever like me.
Girl: Don't say that. You're amazing.
Boy: I just want her to know how I feel.
Girl: Then tell her
Boy: She won't like me...
Girl: How do you know that?
Boy: I can just tell
Girl: Just tell her.
Boy: What should I say?
Girl: Tell her how much you like her!
Boy: I tell her that daily
Girl: What do you mean?
Boy: I'm always with her. I love her.
Girl: I know how you feel. I have the same problem.
Boy: Wait. Who do you like?
Girl: Oh some boy...
Boy: She won't like me.
Girl: She does.
Boy: How do you know..
Girl:Because, who wouldn't like you?
Boy: You.
Girl: You're wrong, I love you.
Boy: I love you too.
Girl: So are you going to talk to her?
Boy: I just did.
xxxxxx Bless them xxxxxxx