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Daende
Name: Daende
Location: somewhere over the rainbow
Gender: Male
Last Seen: Thu, 20 Aug 2015
Membership: Member


Personal Bio

My element is air and i got no clue what my sub-element is. i have several beings in me and so does my friends. i am able to boost other ppls energys with my own and i am able to purify curses as well. i have the ablility to sense and see minons that other ppl summoned and cursed my friends with. i had this gift of sensing danger and sensing ghosts when i was smaller. i like anime and i can be a loyal and awesome person unless u insult me or insult my friends then i will utterly destroy u. it doesn't matter if i just befriended them or if they were childhood friends. if u have any questions about Martial arts, beings, mythical beings, my abilities, or anything else message me. Oh yeah and if u have any questions on hypnosis i can try to help you out with that so just message me.

I have done my chakra test and here is the result Root: under-active (-12%) Sacral: open (19%) Navel: open (25%) Heart: open (19%) Throat: open (44%) Third Eye: open (44%) Crown: open (38%)

For all you people against child abuse, repost this. It seriously gave me shivers. My name is Chris I am 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 do a wrong I can't speak at all Or else I'm locked up All day long. When I'm awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home. When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's bar. I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall. I try to hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry. He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says it's my fault He suffers at work. He slaps and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And run to 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 it's now much too late. His face has been twisted Into an unimaginable shape. 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 Chris I am three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me. ____________________________________________________________________ I don't care if you're gay or straight, everybody needs love. I don't care if you're diseased with an incurable sickness, everybody deserves a chance. I don't care if you're ugly or pretty, everybody has flaws. I don't care if you're black or white, everybody has the same capabilities. I don't care if you're weird, everybody needs to change. I don't care if you're rich or poor, everybody needs warmth. I don't care if you're different, everybody is. Repost this if you agree with it. _____________________________________________________________________ 95% of teens would freak out if they saw Miley Cyrus or the Jonas brothers on a 247' building ready to jump off. Copy and paste this in your profile if you are one of the 5% that would bring a bucket of popcorn, a chair, a video camera and yell ???JUMP!???! Cna yuo raed tihs??? Olny 55% of plepoe can. I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! fi yuo cna raed tihs, palce it in yuor porfile FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food. REAL FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food AND SODA! FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr./Mrs. REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM. FAKE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong. REAL FRIENDS: Will sit next to you saying ''Dang we really messed up, but that sure was fun!'' FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry. REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you. FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back. REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget it?s yours. FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you. REAL FRIENDS: Can write a book about you, with direct quotes from you. FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing. REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds butt that left you. FAKE FRIENDS: Will knock on your front door. REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say ''I'M HOME!'' FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile. REAL FRIENDS: Are for life. FAKE FRIENDS: Say they are too busy to listen to your problems, but when it comes to them they expect you to have all the time in the world. REAL FRIENDS: Not only kick everything out of their schedule to listen to what's wrong, but help come up with vindictive plans to make you feel a whole lot better! FAKE FRIENDS: Make you say sorry when you want to talk to them at odd hours of the night, or even just hang out at odd hours. REAL FRIENDS: Come right over and hang out with you, until you either fall asleep, or kick them out. FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this. REAL FRIENDS: Will repost it The girl you just called fat?She's overdosing on diet pills.The girl you just called ugly?She spends hours putting makeup on hoping people will like her.The boy you just tripped?He is abused enough at home.See that man with the ugly scars?He fought for his country.The boy you just made fun of for crying?His mother is dying.Put this on your status if your against bullying.I bet 95% of you won't re-post.

i know whatdepressionis like. I have been through it, and i am going through it. Suicidal, wanted to die, everyone hates you, your ex wants you to die. I know what this is like. If you have been through this, paste this in your bio. If not, that proves how cold hearted you are. I'm not like this right now.

To those who hate Emos/Goths:

Isnt it funny that when you go to the shops with your friends you look down at the girl with black jeans and studs but smile at the girl wearing a mini with a tshirt that barely cover anything?

ISN'T IT FUNNY that a guy can get away with being a gangsta but the emo gets a mouthful from everyone? are you laughing?

ISN'T IT FUNNY that you dont mind your friends drinking, smoking but the minute someone mentions emo music you can give them a lecture on melodramatic teenage outcasts?

I'm not laughing.

ITS SO FUNNY that you and your friends can make a girls life hell and not know anything about the silent battle she might be fighting.

ISN'T IT FUNNY that you can call emos, punks, goths the retards but still manage to get through your day without an inch of guilt in your heart.

BRAVE IS KNOWING THAT TOMOROW ISNT A BRIGHT AND HAPPY FUTURE ITS ANOTHER DAY OF COMPLAINING AND DODGING RUMORS! KEEP ON LAUGHING.

if youagreeput this on your profile and advise others to do the same