Heehee, got bored again. So hiya! I was on the Procrastination Station on the nanowrimo website, and I was reading what people write about their muses. So I'm going to describe mine! She's short (which makes her kinda bitter) and she has black shoulder length hair with purple streaks. She is bitchy and only inspires me when she knows I don't have time to write. I think she works for someone though, 'cause every once in a while she gets bitched at to inspire me. I had this vision of a character last year, and he was insanley hot. I actually put him in a story, as Adam. He had two personalities, emo and skater. As an emo he has shaggy black hair (dyed, of course) and snakebites. He is wearing insanley tight black skinny jeans with saftey pins down the front, and scribbled on converse. As a skater he has shaggy medium brown hair (natural) and is always wearing a beanie. He wears brown jeans that were cut off at the knees and he wears vans. I think he's a crack whore as both personalities, and very slutty as both. His preference for emo is either and skater is guys. I love him so much! As an emo is name is Alexander, as a skater his name is Adam.
I'm bored, and don't feel like writing my nano. Heehee. Anyway, I'm gonna ramble now. Isn't rambling fun? My bestest guy friend just got snakebites, and now he looks edible, and that worries me, 'cause I never wanted to screw him before, but it's really just my slutty side talking right now, and my coherent side is wondering if this is the fucking longest sentence I'll ever write, and the coherent side is also wondering if it's even a sentence, or just a really long fragment. Whatever. Guys are hot. Gay guys are even hotter. Gay guys getting each other off are the hottest. Slash is my life. That is all that is really important about me. I don't pay attention in math so that I can write Torchwood fanfictions. OHMYGOD!! SQUEEE!
You don't need to know my name. Just that you may call me Jane Doe, or TheNarglesWillEatYou. But I think I'm gonna change that soon. 'Cause I've had that name for a while, and I'm getting kinda bored of it. My keyboard is fucking with me again. FUCKING KEYBOARD!! grumble grumble grumble
Sex between two people is a beautiful thing. Between five, it's fucking fabulous.
John when to murder rehab. Yeah, you wish you were as badass as him.
The Doctor is going to take over the world, and I will travel in the TARDIS. IT IS MY TURN, BITCHES!!
If you think the 'post this in your profile' things are stupid, but you post them anyway, post this in your profile.
The bunnies of doom are coming. In both senses of the word. Yeah, I get slutty when it's late. Can bunnies even come? I mean, do they have little dicks, and does it work the same way? I mean we say that people can 'fuck like bunnies', but is it actually the same? God, my slutty side has completley short-circuted the rest of me. FUCK THAT!
If your Vampyre sparkles, you're doing it wrong. But the actor that's playing Edward is fucking hot. And I would totally do him. But I would do John Barrowman first. Then James Marsters, the Gareth David-Lloyd, then Johnny Depp, then Antonio Banderas. All together. DAMN! I meant to watch Zorro tonight. Aww fuck it.
I feel like writing something about my bestest best friend ever, but I don't know what to write. I'll just say that she's insane. And she wants to know the term for 1800's male prostitute. She used "little sly-boy all dressed up to sell". I think that works pretty well.
Chick flicks ruin a girl's life. ESPECIALLY 10 Things I Hate About You. I fucking LOVE that fucking movie. AAHHHHH!! HEATH LEDGER!! (I would do him, but I'm not really into narcolepsy). But I have posters of the Joker all over my room. YAY! But in 10 Things I Hate About You, it totally ruins reality, I mean, you'll never get a guy who's that sweet, and adorable, and entirely fuckable! That's why we should all be lesbians. Only girls are romantic like that, so in theory only we can satisfy ourselves. Unless you're just a whore. Ha, I had to explain to my 10 year old sister what a hoe was. And then a whore. And then a prostitute. And then what the difference was between them all.
I am going to fuck Antonio Banderas. He is sexy. I want him for his edible body. Wow, I'm acting really slutty right now. I just need to go write a little smut to cool off. Maybe I should, all slash gets more reviews. REMEMBER THAT PEOPLE, EVERYONE WILL REVIEW FLUFFY SLASH!! I think I'll go write some.
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Homophobia and You: They're people too! Stop the hate and spread the love!
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 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 one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
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 man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not 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 who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it. They never did anything to you.
John: I think I'm starting to see what he likes about this place. She's beautiful, he's stunning...Gwen: Don't you ever stop? John: What? Five minutes left to live, and you want me to behave? Oh, that's gorgeous! Gwen: That's a poodle! John: It's nice!
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