man, you can't go wrong with me. I'm a lover of everything, but if you write supernatural stuff( as long as you don't butcher it), you'll be my favorite author automatically. I don't really know if my stuff is all that great or if it meets standards, it's just a little different. I like writing it and if you don't like reading it, then don't. So far, I've not been successful in finishing the ONE NOVEL I would like to. I've got serious writer's block so if I post it, will SOMEONE HELP ME?!?!?! I'm just here all by my lonely little self with no real help. Hey, I can't help it if I live in the middle of nowhere! I like it out here, but no one can really help me to get better, so if you think you can, by all means do! Hope you like what you're reading. Lovely right? what else can I tell you... .... ... Romance, naturally, is my favorite thing, but sometimes it's just a really sad romance. I read one to my writing club at school and they said it was a story to tear your heart out. it's called homecoming if you're interested in that. If you have any question, please ask and if you get bored with me here, you can check out my myspace. www.myspace.com/kdjo_thewerewolf_woo

This is a poem that my boyfriend wrote. I loved it more than anything else i've read so far.

I've seen Angels and demons killed as equals.

I saw my comrades fall under angels' blades.

When will this war stop its eternal destruction?

I though we would be honored,

But we are unsung warriors.

Warriors, human and angels alike call demons.

How did I end up here?

Didn't I do anything right on Earth?

There's only one thing that could have done this,

War...As a man, I was told I was good.

That I was doing the right thing.

Killing brave men.

I wish that I hadn't squeezed that trigger.

But I did and now I'm paying the price.

For my evils, though forced to fight,

I'm glad my love has always been an angel.

But why didn't my angel tell me?

Again, I'm stuck in eternal hate.

Fighting for the evil I once fought against

And still today I stand in awe.

The angel's so beautiful

Like humans,

Just if I could take their form.

I was told I did good as a human. By all.

Then why am I in hell?

Some call hell Mother and Satan Father,

But they had their choice.

They wanted to come to fight.

Dawntay, evil as they come

My leader has to corrupt me.

One day I'm going to kill him.

Satan's son and all his kin.

But I'm not strong enough.

If only if I was an angel...

My talent's wasted by the mistake

Of pulling the trigger on the world.

Mabye there's a chance to live with angels.

They are always sent to the front line.

They call themselves the fallen angels

And resist the test of time.

It's trun about the fallen angels.

It's my second chance.

He's so forgiving

The only thing I wonder is why.

Why aren't there more of us?

Is God hated in hell?

Fools...They will be slayed by my blade

That was once filled with angel blood.

For every angel I have killed, I will kill a hundred demons.

They will pay dearly for the evil they follow.

I've fought beside most men in hell.

They come in a bulk, only following three.

The three that will fall to this blade.

Hell...Dawntay...Satan.

Only one flaw to this form

I can still choose like I was human...

I have no side, but I fight for God.

And am led by a full-fledged angel...

Not a half, like me or my comrades,

Not half-demon, half-angel

They call this human...

Because I'm not a full angel...I got tired...

But I didn't as a demon

And the front line demons taunt me...

They don't know who I am,

But when we clashed

They knew as they died their second death

That they are all damned by evil's greater

Than hell itself.

They all will die for making me do all that evil...

Now the war is over; my sword hangs low

Over Satan and Dawntay's dead bodies.

Dead without life...

Get up, so I can kill you twice.

God knows what I did.

And that I'm the last fallen angel...