Name:KyuubiAlex

Age:18 DOB is may 21 1994

Location: Konoha , Fire country

Occupation:Anbu black ops captain

Jutsu's: Kage Bushin no jutsu, Medical jutsu's, and inhuman strength

Bio: I'm Sakura's twin sister but she doesn't know. I grew up without parents and no one seemed to care about it so I got used to it. What Sakura didn't know was that she is actually a saiyan like me. At the age of 5 I graduated from school and became a genin. At age 6 I was a chunin. Age 8 I became a jonin, and age 9 I was anbu captin.

Reality stuff

None of your concerns!!

Nah! jk

Name:Alex Griffenkranz

Age:18

Location:Somewhere in NJ

Personality:Active, Caring, Short Tempered, Gets bored easily, Likes to say things are troublesome

Likes:Friends, Wolves, Writing fanfiction, Drawing and that's about it besides that I have random moments! Yayness to randomness

Dislikes:Bullies, Self-Centered jerks, People who think they are better than anyone else, and people who don't treat their friends right

Favorite Quites:

"Hn..."All Uchiha men

"Shannaro!"Inner Sakura

_0_0_
_0_0_0_
_0_0_0_0_
_0_0_0_
_0_0_0_0_
_0_0_0_
0_0_0_0_0_0_

I'M A KONOHA NINJA AND I'M PROUD OF IT!

NARUTO YO'MOMMA JOKES:

Yo'momma so fat even naruto doesn't believe it!

Yo'momma so fat even the byakugan can't see through her

Yo'momma so ugly she turned Orochimaru gay

Yo'momma so ugly when she walked by Hinata, Hinata yelled out "Dddddaaaaayyyyyuuuuummmm"

Yo'momma so fat she makes Choji look skinny

Yo'momma so ugly she makes the Shukaku look cute

Yo'momma so dumb she makes Naruto look like a genius

Yo'momma so ugly she makes Karin look pretty

Yo'momma so ugly anbu thought she was in the second curse mark and kicked her ass

Yo'momma is so stupid she took a shit thinking it would open the 8 inner gates

Yo'momma so old Gai dropped his "Power of youth" philosophy on the spot

Yo'momma so ugly she made Jiraiya too scared to peek again

Yo'momma so ugly when she stopped by Kakashi he used his sharingan to see if someone put a genjutsu on him

Yo'momma so ugly she scared the little kids in her village more than Gaara

Yo'momma so ugly that she even scared Gaara

Yo'momma so ugly she's the reason why Itachi went blind

Yo'momma so ugly she's the reason why chidori and reasangan was made

All right that's enough of those

this is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murder chanted, "Toma Sota balcu," as he buried her. Now that you have read this chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded. Lucillia gives her thanks.

Month one

Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

If you're against abortion, re-post this and if you almost cryed post this in your profile

HOW I EXPLAIN LIFE AND DEATH...

Life, is like God's way of kicking your sorry ass out of heaven and yelling, "AND DON'T COME BACK!!"

Death, is like God's way of dragging you back up to heaven by your collar, mumbling, "Okay, I think you've done enough damage..."

A good friend will bring you bail money when you're in jail. A BEST friend will be right in the cell next to you saying, "You have GOT to learn to run faster!"

Most people:"Why don't you just give up?!" Me:"I never really learned how to!"

One of us will fall. The rest will point and laugh.

I want child abuse to stop, and if you do, too, copy and paste this onto your profile.

My name is sarah

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.

When 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 started 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 Sarah

And I am but three,

Tonight my daddy,

Murdered me.

child abuse, MAKE IT STOP!

Homophobia and You: They're people too! Stop the hate and spread the love!

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.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.
Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it.