Name: Crimson-Sweetheart, or Renee, or Nezzi, or Catwoman

FanFiction: Of course! Hit the Homepage button to get to my hall of Naruto fanfics!

DeviantArt: Hellz no! I got a sumo account! Much better. http://

YouTube: Sadly, no. I don't have a need for one

Facts: I play the flute, take gymnastics and am going to do it in highschool, Karate (brown belt, that's one away from black), hates hates, hates Stephanie Meyer, loves: Harry Potter series, Edward Scissorhands (and anything else by Tim Burton or with Johnny Depp)

Favorite movie: Final Fantasy VII

And am totally in love with Cloud Strife, my friends say I'm obsessed.

Favorite book: Hard to say.

Favorite Music: Rock, Rock, and more Rock!

How other people would describe me: Goth, Punk, insane, perfect, crazy, weird, talented, scary, you get the picture.

Hobbies: Love to read, love to write (obviously) but i've got no idea how good i am, so leave me a review. I also love manga and anime, and i draw it, too. Been drawing manga since the fifth grade and i kick ass now!!

Gender: Female

Age: ...it is against my religious principles to divulge this information (even though I'm a dedicated atheist)

Location: the US of A!

Fun Fact: my hair is always a-symmetrical and two colors

Weird Fact: I have this obsession with blue eyes. if any guy, (with a few exceptions) has somewhere close to ocean or turquoise blue eyes, BAM! i just can't look away. I mean seriously, can't. People with said eyes give me strange looks because I'm looking at them. But I love the ocean, so why not see it every day?

Pending Stories:

Not posting and not pending because I'm trying to actually finish something before i go and post it.

HOMOPHOBIA IS GAY

I am the boy who never finished school because I was called a fag everyday.

I am the girl who got kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I was a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because no one will hire a transsexual.

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 wouldn't allow my partner of 27 years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up to the nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wished 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 my high school graduation. It was just 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 one person who does not know which bathroom to use so the management doesn't come for me.

I am the mother who is not even allowed to see 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 never hugged my son because I grew up afraid to show affection to males.

I am the Home Ec teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians could teach it.

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 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 the doors to my kind.

I am the girl ashamed to tell my own friends that I am a lesbian because they 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 said they needed to 'teach me a lesson'.

I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.

I am the person who needs to hide what this world needs the most: love.

IF YOU BELIEVE THAT HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG-REPOST THIS