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to ALL FFN account owners that have any form of comunication between themselves and Sapphire Halo: please relay the fallowing message to them: i, Rubberman2025, am not stalking/harassing Wandering Hitokiri. in fact the last tiime i said ANYTHING to her, i sent her an E-mail, consisting of three words: happy new year. i have recieved no reply, and have not contacted her, AT ALL, after that.

calling all authers with deviant art accounts! i could use some help with my own OC. i'll provide a description, you send me pictures, that's how it goes. the following is my OC's disrription:

name: amy ouchiha, age: 17hight: 6 foot 6, weight: 196Lbs, bust: 72, waste 24, hips:36, eyes: crymson red, hair: pitch black, skin: slightly tanned, with a scar in her neck, where the larynx would be, her sharingon, is shaped simmilerly to itachi's, except with 2 verticle points along with the horizontal ones.

a request from me to all you FMA fic authers out there, but first, a question: why, in the name of the iron blood alchemist, are there absolutly no pregnant scheska fics? as for my request, my question should be anough to clue you in.

I am so sorry for what I have done. I promise to stop pestering Wandering Hitokiri.

+Nerds are cool. Nerds are smart. Nerds will one day rule the universe. If you're a nerd and proud of it, copy this into your profile

+If you have ever run into a door, copy this into your profil

+If you think that those stupid kids should just give that God-forsaken Trix rabbit some Trix, copy this into your profile.

Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, than weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it, copy this onto your profile!

A true friend is someone who will try to answer the "eraser bits" question and have a long conversation about it. A friend is someone who won't say anything when you cry for no reason, but will start sobbing to, just help you cry. If you have a true friend, copy and paste this in your profile.

92 percent of the teen population would be dead if Abercrombie and Fitch said it wasn't cool to breathe. Repost this if you are one of the 8 who would be laughing your head off.

If you think that being unique is cooler than being cool, copy this on your profile.


My name is Tiffany

I am 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 do a wrong

I can’t speak at all

Or else im locked up

All day long.

When im awake im all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren’t home

When my mommy does come home

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe ill just get

One whipping tonight.

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie’s bar.

I hear him curse

My name is called

I press myself

Against the wall

I try to hide

From his evil eyes

I’m so afraid now

I’m starting to cry

He finds me weeping

Calls me ugly words,

He says its my fault

He suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free

And run to 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 to late

His face has been twisted

Into a unimaginable shape

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

O please God, have mercy!

O please let it end!

And he finally stops

And heads for the door

While i lay there motionless

Brawled on the floor

My name is tiffany

I am three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me

And you can help

Sickens me to the soul,

And if you read this

and don’t pass it on

I pray for your forgiveness

Because you would have to be

One heartless person

To not be effected

By this Poem

And because you are effected,

Do something about it!

So all i ask you to do

Is pass this on!


On with it!

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