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Hair: Black

Eyes: Grey

Age: ~18

Height: short

Weight: skinny

Motto: huh? what?...Hi!

Fave bands: Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco

Fave color: Black

Fave number: 1479

Fave TV show: The Simpsons

Hobbies: Dunno...

Facts of life:
-Purple monkeys eat grapes, not bananas.
-The answer to life is five point tomato [toe-may-toe]
-Zebra is not 'zee-brah' it's f-ing 'Z-eh-brah' like Debra.
-You will need to count your toes.
-The f-ing Zebra will ALWAYS eat your cookie. Nothing will stop it.
-Pooh Bear is dead.
-There will always be a moose, don't fight it, it will win.


My fav pairings are: Ryden, and Frankie/Mikey!

Fave Characters:
Brendon Urie
Ryan Ross
Mikey Way

Copy This To Your Profile

If you think being unique is cooler than being cool

If you know someone who should be run over by a bus

Too many people have smoked Marijuana. If you haven't

If you have ever fallen up the stairs

If you're against animal cruelty

If you wish you were in a different world

Too many people are on crack. If you aren't

If there are times when you wanna annoy people just for the heck of it

If you hate those obnoxious snobby people

If you thinks those stupid kids should just give the rabbit his stupid Trix already

If you are against real fur clothing

If you have ever slapped yourself on the head and/or banged your head on something for no reason

If your friends are weird(but not as weird as you)

If you are odd and proud

If you've been on the computer for hours on end, reading numerous fan fictions

If you are obsessed with fan fiction

If you love music:Rock, Punk, Emo, and Metal

If you are Emo and proud of it

RIP Billy Mays[sp?, The OxClean Guy] . Post this as a memorial

If you are obsessed with Fall Out Boy

If you are obsessed with Panic! At The Disco

If you are obsessed with Happy Tree Friends

If you are an artist

If your profile is too long, post this and make it ever longer!!

If you think Kidzbop sucks

If you ever choked on your own spit

If you talk to yourself

If you and your friends have a nickname, title, or anything else for each other

If you are a straight female with gay pride. {no, I'm bi. ;) }

If you think art is a bang

If you have ever been so addicted to something that it scared everyone around you(NOT drugs)

If you have ever said something that had nothing at all to do with the current conversation

If you have ever ran up the "up" escalator

If you have ever zoned out for more than 5 consecutive minutes

If you love Flippy from Happy tree Friends

If you love Disco Bear from Happy Tree Friends

If you love Nutty from Happy Tree Friends

If you love Lifty and Shifty from Happy Tree Friends

If you love Handy from Happy Tree Friends

98 percent of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't

92 percent of American Teens would die if Abecrombie and Fitch told them it was uncool to breath. Copy this into your profile if you would be part of the 8 percent who would laugh there asses off

If you have ever run into a door

If you think that life without computers is useless

If you believe that preps travel in packs

If you've ever asked a really stupid, obvious question

If you ever forgotten what you were talking about in a conversation

If you've ever tried to lick your elbow and knew that it was physically impossible

If you hate those irritating mosquitoes giving you mosquito bites

If you don't watch Laguna Beach or the O.C. or The Hills religiously, never have, never will, and are proud of it

"I'm bringing sexy back..." if you never even knew sexy was gone

If you haven't died yet

If you're one of those people who get excited when you see just two reviews

If you've ever tried to put your hair behind your ears and ended up poking yourself in the eye

If you have your own little world

If you have ever forgotten what you were going to say right before you say it

If you have ever gotten so completely sidetracked in a conversation that you don't remember why you were talking in the first place

If you know who Panic! At the Disco is and know that they are NOT disco

If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or vise versa

If you have ever tripped over your own feet

If you have ever had a mad laughing fit for absolutely no reason

If you love fire

You know you live in 2010 when...

1.) You accidentally write your screenname instead of your name. (on a school paper)

2.) You haven't played solitaire with real cards for years

3.) The reason for not staying in touch with your friends is they don't have a screen name or gmail.

4.) You'd rather look all over the house for the remote instead of just pushing the buttons on the TV. (O.O there are button?!)

6.) Your boss doesn't even have the ability to do your job.

7.) As you read this list you keep nodding and smiling.

8.) As you read this list you think about sending it to all your friends.

9.) And you were too busy to notice number 5.

10.) You scrolled back up to see if there was a number 5.

11.) Now you are laughing at yourself stupidly.

12.) Put this in your profile if you fell for that, and you know you did.

The very existence of flame-throwers proves that some time, somewhere, someone said to themselves, 'You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I'm just not close enough to get the job done.'
-George Carlin

When I was a kid I used to pray every night for a new bike. Then I realized that The Lord doesn't work that way, so I stole one and asked him to forgive me.
-- Emo Philips

When I was a kid my favorite relative was Uncle Caveman. After school we'd all go play in his cave, and every once in a while he would eat one of us. It wasn't until later that I found out that Uncle Caveman was a bear.
-- Jack Handey

My mom was a ventriloquist and she always was throwing her voice. For ten years I thought the dog was telling me to kill my father.
-- Wendy Leibman

I sold my house this week. I got a pretty good price for it, but it made my landlord mad as hell.
-- Garry Shandling

We used to play spin the bottle when I was a kid. A girl would spin the bottle and if it pointed to you when it stopped, the girl could either kiss you or give you a dime. By the time I was 14, I owned my own home.
-- Gene Perret

A friend wipes your tears when your rejected; a best friend goes up to him and says, "It's because your gay isn't it?"

A friend gives you their umbrella in the rain; a best friend takes yours and says, "RUN, MOTHERFUCKER RUN!"

A friend helps you up when you fall; a best friend continues walking while saying, "Niiiiiice..."

"Who ever said nothing was impossible, never tried slamming a revolving door."


Month One

I am only 4 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four

my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

I am okay.
I am in Jesus' arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

If you're against abortion, copy and paste this into your profile.

Abortion is murder

My name is Sarah.

I am but 3.

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 comes

I'll try to be nice

So maybe I'll just get 1 whooping tonight.

Don't make a sound

I heard a car

my daddy is back from Charlies Bar

I hear him curse

My name he calls

I press myself against the hard 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 it's my fault he suffers at work

He slaps me and hits me and yells at me more

I finally get free and 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 it is now much too late

His face has been twisted to 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 3

tonight my daddy murdered me

There are thousands of kids out there just like Sarah and you can help by spreading this around.

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 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.

One, Two,
Black and Blue.
Three, Four,
He slams the door.
Five, Six,
Punches and Kicks.
Seven, Eight,
He "sets you straight".
Nine, Ten,
Cry your self to sleep again.

Every year hundreds of women suffer from domestic violence. Most of those women never tell anyone why they are covered in bruises.
Re-post this if you want to give them a voice.
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