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hi my name is sarah but all my friends call me fluffy because my brother and his friends started calling me by that and it sort of caught on. i've been writting forever. anyways i'd describe myself as a boring person. of course i can be a fun person sometimes. i have long ever changing color hair and i'm sort of tall. besides that i'm average looking. so my friends would describe me as deep, dark, depressing, happy sometimes sad at other times, mean and nice depending on wether i like you or not, very truthful most of the time, shy, quiet, reserved, very outspoken, and a total B****. any ways i love to write and read and draw. i also love to party. everyone thinks i'm crazy because of how i act. i'm like totally bipolar. if you want to know anything else about me just ask. oh btw i'm also caylierose, and VampireDreamer, i have more than one account because of the difference in the writtings, also this way i organize my storys into catagories that don't get confusing.

name: sarah
birthday: august19,1991
birth place: willamantic,ct
current location: tulsa, ok
eye color: blue/green
hieght: 5'5" give or take and inch or 2
heritage: hmmmm, well i'm russian, german, jew, polish, porturican, black foot indian, irish, scottish, spanish, and a few more i can't remember.
single or taken: single and loving it
nick name: caylie, fluffer nutter, fluffy, nessy, the yettee, buffoon, or fluffy nessy(don't ask), and o fluffy one, and fluffy chicken
piercings: my ears
tattoos: none yet but i plan to get a few
clothing style: gothic/ normalish
country i'd like to visit: irland or scottland because i totally love the land and the people
career i'd like to have: lets see i want to be either a lawyer or a reporter and maybe a author on the side also an anthropologist, doctor, archaeologist, or famouse actress/ singer.
favorite bands: well i love westlife, Pacific Avenue, counrty, lots of music from all arong the world, i love rock bands,and alot more.


Do You Believe In

God: Yes
Miracles: yes
Love At First sight: yes
Ghosts: yes
Aliens: not sure
Soul Mates: Yes
Heaven: yes
Hell: yes
Angels: yes
Kissing on the first date? it depends on the situation
Horoscopes: no

Have you ever

Had Alcohol: Yes
Ran Away From Home: not yet
Been with someone: not really
Broken Someones Heart: not that i know of....
Cried When Someone Died: no one i know has died yet
Cried At School: no

Your Future

Want Kids: Yes
Want to be Married: yes when i'm older
Where do you want to live: Ireland
Car: a cool car or truck


in a boy:
eye color: green or blue
hair color: lets see redish, maybe brown
i like short hair but longs ok too
hieght: must be taller than me
wieght: doesn't matter, what matters is what their like
clothing style: well pretty much any thing

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By:Emo Muffin

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 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 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.

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My name is Sarah.
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 Sarah
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy murdered me.

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