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Artist Info: [br]Click here to feed me a Rare Candy![br]Get your own at PokePlushies! 
 
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You are a Badass Uke! 
Other uke admire you, some seme fear you. Despite your sometimes flaming appearance, you can even fool other people into thinking you are seme with your mischievous, manipulative attitude, but when push comes to shove, your true submissive nature emerges. It takes a seme with enough intensity to challenge you and keep you satisfied, and your perfect match, the Don't Fuck With Me Seme, knows that all that naughty teasing just means you want the punishment. 
Most compatible with: Don't Fuck With Me Seme, Chibi Seme 
Least compatible with: Sadistic Seme, Romantic Seme 
What seme or uke are you? Take the experience at SemeUke.com, or find merchandise here. 
 
 
my name is sara 
 
I am but 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 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. 
 
Then my mommy does come 
 
I’ll try and be nice, 
 
So maybe I'll get just 
 
One whipping tonight 
 
Don't make a sound! 
 
I just heard a car 
 
My daddy is back 
 
From Charlie's Bar. 
 
I hear him curse 
 
My name he calls 
 
I press myself 
 
Against the 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 its my fault 
 
That he suffers at work. 
 
He slaps me and hits me 
 
And yells at me more, 
 
I finally get free 
 
And I 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 its now much too late 
 
His face has been twisted 
 
Into 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 Sara 
 
And I am but three, 
 
Tonight my daddy 
 
Murdered me. 
 
--4 childrendie every day as a result of child abuse and 3:4 of them are under the age of 4. 
--A report of child abuse is made every 10 seconds. 
--Child abuse happens in all social and economic standings. 
--Children who have been abused are 2.5 times as likely to abuse alcohol and 3.8 times as likely to become a drug addict. 
--68% of boys between the ages of 11 and 20 kill the man who has been beating their mother. 
--More than 50% of the homeless women on the streets left home to escape beatings. 
--Battering is the single major cause of death to women, exceeding rapes, mugging and auto accidents. 
--1/3 of abused and neglected children will later on abuse their own children, starting the horrible cycle all over again. 
These are just facts and satistics. Let us end the visiouse cycle of abuse. I would never dare to wish this on an enemy. If you are strongly against abuse, may it be domestic, sexual, emotional, or child abuse, copy and paste this to your "About me" or just comment this to a loved one. Let them know that we are not going to take it any longer. Let us be the voice for those who are unable to speak out. Let us be the becin of light and guid those who have not only become victems of this act, but survivers of abuse and help heal their wounds. 
 
 
Yo, I'm Gaara_Baby_Eater! Like hell I'm giving you my real name. What's next? You gonna ask for my username and password? Ha! Like I'm gonna fall for that one? 
This is about me... Well here it is: 
 
I like nice long walks on the beach. 
Sex on a beach (the drink XD) 
Funny guys that are nerd/geek are sexy cause they are funny. 
Talking about how huge and awsome my penis pwnes over your non-existant one. 
Taking you to a gay bar (Oh yeah... I am thinking of a song...) 
Drawing. 
Painting. 
Writting. 
Reading some good books (like Eclips which is soo good) 
 
 
I am a bit out there. I am really a Hispanic person. Yes... I am Hispanic. It sounds bad... I know... I mean, come on... Hispanic has the word panic in it! So yes... I am Hispanic XD! 
 
Well since you want some information about me I shall start... 
 
I was born in 1712 on a cold rainy night. My father was a duke and my mother was a servant girl. They had to keep their love secret because it was fround upon back then to love somebody below you. My mother died from child birth so I am an only child. My father had one of the maids take care of me for the first years of my life. 
 
Unfortunaitly, fate would not smile for me and I ws ill before my third birthday. It was then that I realized that I wsa to die. My father made a pact with the devil to spair my life, but at the cost of his own. 
 
Years passed as I grew alone. The only thing going for me was my beauty. And I had many suiters greet my door bearing gifts from fancy oils, exotic flowers and animals, to chocolets from unknown countries. 
 
But I grew werry of the men trying to win my heart. I decided to go out in the road trying to find love. I did... But I would rather not speak about it. It brings back to many painful memories of what will never be. 
 
I was attacked by a group of traveling thives and was beaten emotionally, spiritually, and physically; left here like a rag doll. I was a wounded animal waiting to die. I knew I was going to parish. I closed my eyes and waited for Death to great me and take me to my mother and father who art thou in heaven with thy hevenly Father. 
 
I could feel the cohog move gently against my skin as I knew somebody was coming. 
"My dear child," an old shrivled woman spoke, "take this and you shall heal. But be warned, for who ever takes a sip of this water shall never know the glories of Death. They shall become like wondering spirits lost in this world. They not in this world, or in the next. They shall never find their everlasting peace. 
 
And like a fool, I drank the sweet poisonuse elixer of life. I now spend the rest of my damned life watching others live o, as I seem to be untouched by Father Times' Sand, like the Weird Sisters. 
 
You don't like me you can get bent. 
 
 
 
Not much to say is there? 
 
 
 
 
You're Carla! 
Caring and concerned about others to a fault. 
It's ok to take care of you too! 
 
Take this quiz! 
 
 
 
It has come to my attention that people on Gaia think I am Jewish. I am?! I never knew I was Jewish! Does that mean that I'm going to have a big nose? One good thing about it is, I will control the media! Bwahahahahaha! I am kidding. Sheesh... You all think I am racist sometimes. It's not like I am making fun of black people... They do a good job doing that to themselves. lol! I am only kidding! My dear god, you think I was seriouse! But yes, I am not Jewish. I really don't know wnaybody who is Jewish. But I do have a bot of a fatuation with Hitler... Is that good? I think it is getting to the point where it is a fetish. 
 
After all, one of my fantacy places to get it on is the Hitler-Mobil (even if the origional was destroyed. I wouldn't mind doing it in a replica XD). Come to think of it... Most my BFs I have dated had German blood in them. Man, I mean Germans are hot. Maybe I should have said that I like Germans too.
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