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Joined Mar '14

Species : Homo-sapient

Gender : Male

Date of Birth : Forgot

ID number : WHAT

Hobby : Reading/Playing computer.

Hate : MATHS!

Status : Forever alone.

Family : Mom, Dad, Two (annoying) Sisters.

School : Not telling

Personality : Happy-go-lucky, always have to be the best, not good at picking favourites.

Habits : Daydreaming

Favourite food: Pizza, Barbeque.

Hated food : VEGETABLES!

Strengths : Top secret.

Weaknesses : Not telling.

Something you should know about me; is that I Was bullied as a kid. I am possibly one of the most active people against bullying that I've ever met. So any Bullies on this page; or someone who judges people by their appearance; screw you and your favorite/follow. Quit being a judge for people you don't know; quit making someone's life miserable; then I'll want you to follow me...

-Bullying isn't just caused between kids and young adults. Even adults bully. My question for them is, "What example are you setting? Seriously?"

-Bullies are people who do others wrong, because someone else did them wrong.

-Words can cut deeper no matter how sharp any knife is.

-Young bullies carry a one-in-four chance of having a criminal record by age 30. Explains some things in the world.

--A survey conducted by the American Association of University Women reported that 85% of girls and 76% of boys have been sexually harassed in some form and only 18% of those incidents were perpetrated by an adults.

And for a couple of quotes that famous people have said in this matter, so that maybe If I can't make anything about this matter change, they can.

-Theadore Rosvelt; Knowing what's right doesn't mean much unless you do what's right.

-Desmond Tutu; If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor. If an elephant has its foot on the tail of a mouse, and you say that you are neutral, the mouse will not appreciate your neutrality.

-Abraham Linclon; I'd rather be a little nobody than an evil somebody.

-Donna Schoenrock; Some people won't be happy until they've pushed you to the ground. What you have to do is have the courage to stand your ground and not give them the time of day. Hold on to your power and never give it away.

-Andrew Vachss; Life is a fight, but not everyone’s a fighter. Otherwise, bullies would be an endangered species.

-Dan Pearce; People who love themselves, don’t hurt other people. The more we hate ourselves, the more we want others to suffer.

-Wendy Mass; When people see you're happy doing what you're doing, it sort of takes the power away from them to tease you about it.

-Criss Jami; In the land where excellence is commended, not envied, where weakness is aided, not mocked, there is no question as to how its inhabitants are all superhuman.

-Caren Muller Coombs; Often the right path is the one that may be hardest for you to follow. But the hard path is also the one that will make you grow as a human being.

See that girl you just called fat? She is starving herself. You know that girl you just called ugly? She spends hours putting on make-up hoping people will like her. That boy you just tripped? He is abused enough at home. See that old man you made fun of cause of the ugly scars? He fought for our country. See that young boy you just made fun of for always being sick? He has to walk home in the snow cause his family is too poor. That guy you just made fun of for crying? His mother is dying. The classmate you just called a disgusting freak? She's dying of cancer. The little girl that you laughed at for sitting in a corner alone? She's an orphan

Look in the mirror once in a while. When you see yourself, what do you think? You're wonderful no matter what people say about you, you're beautiful even though others call you ugly. All you need to remember is that they are the ugly ones, the ones that are wrong. If you bully others, re-consider why you do it. There will always be someone willing to help you when you need help, console you when you think you can't take it anymore. No one deserves to be treated below others, and no one is more important in this world no matter who they are. Help others, and give someone a shoulder to cry on. You may learn some things or two when you realize what people go through, and how lucky you are. Even though I know I'm not perfect, I value my life just the way it is. You are lucky if you are wealthy enough to own a computer, even a roof over your heads. There will always be ups and downs in life, but take each one as a learning experience and stay strong. You're perfect to me.

Re-Post this if you are against bullying. I bet many of you won't. Your life is probably not as harsh as theirs, plus you're probably a douchebag.

My motto of life:
If ya can't beat 'em, join 'em.
If ya can't join 'em, persuade 'em
If ya can't persuade 'em, bribe 'em.
If ya can't bribe 'em, blackmail 'em.
If ya can't blackmail 'em, kill 'em.
If ya can't kill 'em, you're screwed.

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Important message

Cel or TheGirlWhoCan'tLetGo, committed suicide on April 3rd 2014

She was bashed so much by haters on fanfiction, told she should die by them.

She is dead now. Snow Wolfe6631, invites you to join her in a time of silence, mourning Cel.

Leave your name here and post this on your profile if you think that this is unfair and people should be against bullying and cyber bullying:

Snow Wolfe6631, TeamCudgee, theguynamedNico, XxBanewolvesLiveAgainxX, Draph91

Pm her if you post this on your profile and want to be on hers.

Join us as we fight for Cel and all those who have lost their lives because of the hatred that boils inside others!

Every 3rd of April, or every 3rd of every month, find someone who is being bullied and help them for Cel. Help them so that they don't take the same path as Cel. Buy a rose and give it to a suffering person. For Cel.

If you have ever bullied someone, you are the finger that pulls the trigger and the razor that cuts the wrist. If you have ever called someone names, you are the rope that tightens around their neck as they cease to breathe. If you have ever sent hateful messages to someone, you are the little white pill that will end it all. If you have ever harassed someone, you are the water that they sink under, soon to be found dead.

If you are someone who bullies, take this into your heart as wrong and NEVER do it again. I pity those who have to resort to bullying to make themselves feel good. They end up hurting themselves anyway.

Please if you ever are considering suicide, please pm Snow Wolfe6631 It is a horrible experience that none of your friends or family should have to endure when you are gone. I know from experience. Please, even if you bullied sweet Cel, never commit suicide. She would love to talk to you about anything.

We love all you guys, just please remember that.

therses nothing wrong with being differnt.

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.

Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it

Here's Cel's letter that she left for fanfiction.

Dear my friends and readers on fanfiction,
If you're reading this, then my cousin did post this letter online. And I'm very grateful for that.

You guys are probably wondering why I committed suicide.

Well, life is hard for me. Not everyone has a good life.I'm one of those people.

I discovered fanfiction 4 years ago, and I decided to become a member on 28th January. It has been a fun year in this site. I made some new friends. We chatted, read each other's stories, gave advices to each other.

I never thought that Fanfiction was going to be a big part of my life. I always read new stories, made new friends. But it also has a dark side.

Some people PM-ed me about my stories. They said it was bad, a trash, etc. First, I let them talk like that, thinking that they would stop. But no, it became worse.

Finally, I couldn't handle it. I put my stories on hiatus, and left fanfiction for a while. But when I came back, my Inbox was overflowing with spam letters. They wouldn't stop. I already blocked them. But they always came back with a new account.

I knew that was cyberbullying. I tried to be strong. But the bullying everywhere was becoming worse. One day, the bullies, in real life as well on the internet, said that I should die.

I knew that they were right.

If you're reading this right now, then I'm probably gone.

Thank you for your support,my dear readers. I can't say all of your penname, but please know that I love you guys, and I will always remember you.

Thank you my dear friends on fanfiction :

Snow Wolfe6631 – She's my Hunger Games best friend. I love her like a sister, even though I just met her not that long ago.

HoneyBear8342 – She's my Lord Of The Rings best girl friend. She's like the sister that I never had. We had a lot of things in common. We met on 25th January, not that long ago.

TeamCudgee – He's my friend. And he's one of my Hunger Games friend. Even though that I don't know him so well, I consider him my friend.

JigokuTenshi834 – I don't know if she still remembers me. She is my best friend too.

Remember, I will always love you guys.

TheGirlWhoCan'tLetGo A.K.A Callista

Re-Post this if you are against bullying. I bet many of you won't. Your life is probably not as harsh as theirs, plus you're probably a douchebag. Cel was one of the most loving, kind, beautiful people alive. And she is dead.

This story is so sad. If it doesn't touch your heart at least a little, you must be made of stone.

I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.

The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''

Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.

"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.

She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."

His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me."

"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''

"OK" he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"

Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''

"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''

"My mommy loves white roses."

A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.

And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

Now you have 2 choices:

1) Repost this message, or

2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart (It touched mine. So I posted it.)

This is this cat

This is is cat

This is how cat

This is to cat

This is keep cat

This is a cat

This is retard cat

This is busy cat

This is for cat

This is fourty cat

This is seconds cat.

Okay now go back and read the THIRD WORD in each sentances and I promise you wont be able to resist to put this on your profile.

Dear Math,

I am not your therapist.

It is time for you to grow up and solve your own problems.

Also, stop asking me to find your X.

She is NOT coming back to you.

Don't ask Y, just accept it.


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