~~~***… {{{LOVE KNOWS NO GENDER}}}…***~~~
(NO EXCEPTIONS!)

Hi Guys!

So, I wasn't planning on creating this kind of WORLD on TheOtaku, but I guess that I changed my mind about that. Of course, I'm not planning on posting back and forth from MyOtaku to TheOtaku. In all honesty, I'm not sure what I'm going to do.. ^_^ hehe, this is all just so confusing, you know? However, I will be using MyOtaku more often than this, I guarantee you that!

Anyway, here's some info about myself, that is, if you don't already know me!

My name's Sara; don't expect to get my last name. I'm 15 and in 9th grade. I am a generally quiet person, and I usually don't talk much until I warm up to a person, which has caused alot of my relationships with potential friends to break. I am likely more mature than the average 9th grader. And, I don't have many friends in real life, although I have a few online!

My lifelong dream is to become a published author. I'm very good with languages, and writing is my passion. I write poetry, but I'll admit that it's not all that good. I am more interested in writing novels and short stories. I'm not an athlete at all, and I'm actually a geek. I have a love for fantasy, science fiction, and all things supernatural.

My favorite animes are Death Note, Ai No Kusabi, Ikoku Irokoi Romantan, Rurouni Kenshin, Yami No Matsuei, Gravitation, Princess Princess, Fullmetal Alchemist, Venus Versus Virus, Inuyasha, Naruto, Yu-Gi-Oh, Kire Papa, Koutetsu Sagokushi, Sukisyo/Sukisho, Gakuen Heaven, Loveless, Zetsuai 1989, Bronze, Seikimatsu Darling, Angel's Feather, BeBoy Kidnapp'n Idol, Earthian, Saint Beast, Kashou no Tsuki, Kaze to Ki no Uta (Song of Wind and Trees), Kyou Kara Maou, Enzai, Close the Last Door, Sensitive Pornograph, Haru wo Daiteita, Kizuna, Level C, No Money! (Okane ga Nai), and Papa the KISS IN THE DARK. **~~YES! I LOVE YAOI! ^_^~~**

I don't read much manga, I have found that, in that aspect, I am much better with books than manga. I have actually never even finished a manga series. ^_^''

Repost this if you hate homophobia 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.
I am the man who fears that I will never be able to be myself, to be free of this secret because I won’t risk loosing my family and friends.
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”
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.