So jacked from catherine101
Roses are red
violets are korny,
when I think of you
Ohh baby I get horny,
Eat me,
Beat me,
Bite me,
Blow me,
Suck me,
Fuck me,
Very Slowly,
if you kiss me,
don't be sassy.
Use your tongue and make it nasty!!!
FRIENDS
CaptainBPipe
23, Female, Saskatoon
catherine101
24, Female, Red Deer
~Dragon~
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20, Female, Saskatoon
loveisparanoid.
20, Female, Saskatoon
.:.Nathan.:.
22, Male, World
.RAENBOW;;
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Step[hh]ii
21, Female, Saskatoon
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22, Female, World
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23, Male, Saskatoon
xXx.Mizuki.xXx
25, Female, Elora
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September 08, 2008These are pictures Nexopia has moved into the gallery when we updated our picture system.
BASICS
| Height: | 152 cm - 158 cm (5' - 5'2") |
| Weight: | 41 Kg - 45 Kg (90 lbs - 100 lbs) |
| Sexual Orientation: | Homosexual |
| Dating: | Single and not looking |
| Living Situation: | Living with parents/relatives |
| Location: | Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, Canada |
| Join Date: | 04:40am | Nov 13, '05 |
| Profile Updated: | 12:28pm | Mar 17, '09 |
| Last Active: | 07:04am | Dec 06, '09 |
INTERESTS
| Reading Material: | Comic books, Fiction, Fantasy, Humor, Myths and Legends, Non-fiction, Poetry, Romance |
| Movies: | Action, Animated, Anime, Comedy, Independent, Musicals, Romantic Comedies, Teen |
| Art: | Astrology, Body Art, Singing, Song Writing, Writing |
| Animals/Pets: | Cats |
| Video Games: | Fighting, Puzzles, Racing, Role Playing, Sports, Strategy |
| Music: | Alternative, Brit Pop, Classic Rock, Emo, Goth, Happy Hardcore, Metal, Punk, Rock |
| Sports: | Badminton, Baseball, Bicycling, Bowling, Hiking, Horseback Riding, Rock Climbing, Snowboarding, Swimming, Volleyball, Wrestling |
| Activities: | Clubbing, Cooking, Drinking, Driving, Listening to music, Partying, Poker, Pool/Billiards, Reading, Traveling, Darts |
| Musical Instruments: | Acoustic guitar, Bass guitar, Electric Guitar, Flute, Other Drums |
| Outdoor: | Camping, Going to the beach, Hiking, Sightseeing, Suntanning, Traveling |
| Computers: | E-mail, Gaming, Graphics, Instant Messaging, Surfing the net |
UNTITLED
So jacked from catherine101
Roses are red
violets are korny,
when I think of you
Ohh baby I get horny,
Eat me,
Beat me,
Bite me,
Blow me,
Suck me,
Fuck me,
Very Slowly,
if you kiss me,
don't be sassy.
Use your tongue and make it nasty!!!
HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG
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 didn’t 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 boy who killed himself after his boyfriend died in an attack.
I am the boy who faked sick because I was afraid to see what was written on my locker today.
I am the boy who helped visciously attack his gay friend, because he didn't want his other friends to know that he had been seeing him.
I am the boy who's afraid to look another boy in the eyes, because of what he might think
I am the boy who gave up on life because I never really knew what it was like to have one.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the boy who grew up being picked last in gym class; who taught himself to shave; who had to create his own ideals and expectations for himself, because his dad wasn't there.
REPOST THIS ON UR PAGE IF U THINK HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG[/color][/size]
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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 didn’t 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 boy who killed himself after his boyfriend died in an attack.
I am the boy who faked sick because I was afraid to see what was written on my locker today.
I am the boy who helped visciously attack his gay friend, because he didn't want his other friends to know that he had been seeing him.
I am the boy who's afraid to look another boy in the eyes, because of what he might think
I am the boy who gave up on life because I never really knew what it was like to have one.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the boy who grew up being picked last in gym class; who taught himself to shave; who had to create his own ideals and expectations for himself, because his dad wasn't there.
REPOST THIS ON UR PAGE IF U THINK HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG[/color][/size]