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Dark Thoughts...
Name
shelby
Age
14
Gender
Female
Location
Under a tree in a graveyard
Joined date
January 11th, 2008

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SCREAM! SCREAM! SCREAM!
The way you would If I ravaged your body...
SCREAM! SCREAM! SCREAM!
The way you would if I ravaged your mind!


"They Were Perfect, They Were Beautiful. They Met In The Middle Of Nowhere, In The Middle Of Nothing. And Kissed. Where Everyone Could See. No Words. No Before. No After. They Kissed And It Was Perfect. It Was Beautiful. It Was Everything. It Was Nothing..."

Who really gives a fuck who I am?
Im Shelby.
Im 14. 15 on December 17th. Not that anyone remembers my birthday anyway.
Im Bi-sexual. Deal with it, my mum, brother and most friends know. If you have issues with me because of my sexuality, you can leave this page now. I have no time for homophobes.
I love music,
I love singing.
I love making new friends.
I love peoples eyes. Any color or shade.
I hate homophobes.
I hate racists.
I hate sexists.
I have plenty of opinions, and will express them. No-one is able to change my opinion.
I dislike everything about me, apart from my eyes.

The songs I am currently in love with are:
The Script - The man who can't be moved
Sugarcult - Pretty girl
Evanescence - Good enough
Paramore - For A Pessimist Im Pretty Optimistic

If you care about what music I listen to, just ask. I listen to allot of different types. I just cant stand pointless rave crap with no lyrics. Or the pointless lyrics that repeat over and over and over and over and over and over and over and you get the idea. But fair enough to anyone who does like it. Although I have a mixed music taste. I prefer heavier stuff. It just makes more sense to me.

And I cant think of much else to put here.
But if you want to know anything, dont be afraid to ask.


You Say Pop
I Say Rock
You Say Paris Hilton
I Say Amy Lee
You Say Justin Timberlake
I Say Gerard Way
You Say Pink
I Say Black
You Say Rave
I Say Headbang
You Say Im Weird
I Say Im Different

Dear God, The Only Thing I Ask Of You, Is To Hold Her When Im Not Around, When Im Much To Far Away! We All Need That Person Who Can Be True To You.

Girls are like apples on a tree.
The best ones are at the top.
The boys dont want to reach for the good ones, because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, the just get the rotten apples from the ground, that arent as good, but easy.
So the apples at the top, think there is something wrong with them.
When in reality, they are amazing.
They just have to wait for the right guy to come along...
The one who is brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree...


And I'm still waiting for the rain to fall -
Pour real life down on me
'Cause I can't hold on to anything this good enough
Am I good enough
For you to love me too?


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"


If you ever felt Alone
If you ever felt Rejected
If you ever felt Confused
If you ever felt Anxious
If you ever felt Wrong
If you ever felt Wronged
If you ever felt Unclean
If you ever felt Angry
If you ever felt Ashamed
If you ever felt Curious
If you ever felt Used
Prepare To Feel Revenge.
Feel The Romance
My Brutal Romance
My Beautiful Romance
My Innocent Romance
My Childish Romance
My Miserable Romance
My Water-Cooler Romance
My X-Rated Romance
My Harlequin Romance
My Selfish Romance
MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE

How you turned my world, you precious thing
You starve and near exhaust me
Everything I've done, I've done for you
I move the stars for no one

You've run so long
You've run so far

Your eyes can be so cruel
Just as I can be so cruel
Though I do believe in you

Yes I do

Live without the sunlight
Love without your heartbeat
I, I can't live within you
I can't live within you

Every Girl Needs A Man
That She Can Go To In Her Sweat Pants And Hoody,
Hair A Mess,
Make-Up Running Down Her Face,
Eyes Red From Crying,
And The First Thing He Says To Her Is
"Baby, Your Beautiful"
And Means It.

My Mysterious Vampire means loads to me, hurt him and ill hunt you down and wish you never had.

If I touch a burning candle I can feel no pain
If you cut me with a knife it's still the same
And I know her heart is beating
And I know that I am dead
Yet the pain here that I feel
Try and tell me it's not real
For it seems that I still have a tear to shed

If I touch a burning candle I can feel no pain
In the ice or in the sun it's all the same
Yet I feel my heart is acheing
Though it doesn't beat it's breaking
And the pain here that I feel
Try and tell me it's not real
I know that I am dead
Yet it seems that I still have some tears to shed