somerandomgirl781227

Age:13
Height: 5"4'
Hair: wavy, longer than shoulder brown
Eyes: Gray with Baby blue flecks
Astronomical: July 11th- Cancer/Crab
Zodiac: 94 - Dog
Fav. Color: Black and Blood-red
Fav. Music: Mostly anything.
Fav. Couples:
 
SasoDei
KuzuHi
ItaKisa
HiDei
ZetTo
ShikaTem
NejiTen
SakuLee
IruKak
NaruHina
 
 
There's more than likely a lot more that go here, but, I'm either too lazy to type them out, or I just can't think of what they are called...just like I don't know what to call Neji and Tenten. Anyway...Saskue's not up there because I believe he should rot in the hottest pit in the underworld...

I have a FF account; Deikuru. I'm posting things on here that are on there, so, if you see it, it's just me.
Don't belive me?
I'll prove it if you want.

Friends
 
SonicandCloud4eva
ShadowLove101
Angelfox
Matt2899  
eriepilot44

 
If you wanna be my friend just ask!!!



 The white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here." The black man turned around and stood up. He then said: "Listen sir....when I was born I was BLACK, When I grew up I was BLACK, When I'm sick I'm BLACK, When I go in the sun I'm BLACK, When I'm cold I'm BLACK, When I die I'll be BLACK.But you sir, When you're born you're PINK, When you grow up you're WHITE, When you're sick, you're GREEN, When you go in the sun you turn RED, When you're cold you turn BLUE, And when you die you turn PURPLE.And you have the nerve to call me colored?" The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away.... Post this on you're profile if you hate racism.


(\_/) Copy the bunny
(0.o) into your profile.
'(__)' Help him achieve world domination
 
 
 
==[: <@- :]==, Hidden Leaf Village
==[: ./` :]== Hidden Sound Village
==[: ,',' :]== Hidden Mist Village
==[: I :]== Hidden Sand Village
==[: M :]== Hidden Grass Village
==[: llll :]== Hidden Rain Village 
 PASTE THIS ON YOUR PROFILE IF YOU LOVE NARUTO!!
 
 Favorite Poem
 
 Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
 
 Written by W.H. Auden
 
 
 
 Random Thingy
 
Black means goth
Prep means pink
Nose piercings are punk
Abercrombie[/u] is cool
Hot Topic is[/color] Emo
Glasses are geeky
Braces are[/color] angst
Jeans are typical
Skirts are flirty
Tennis shoes are sporty
High heels are hot
I hate[/b][/u] stereotypes
So let's forget the whole body of my poem and replace it with some crap about happy peaceful pink butterflies fluttering joyfully over prismatic hills of sunny sprinkles, shall we?[/color]