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I have 49 phobias :)

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[x] Achluophobia - Fear of darkness...
[x] Acrophobia - Fear of heights...
[x] Agliophobia - Fear of pain...
[x] Agoraphobia - Fear of open spaces or crowds...
[ ] Agyrophobia - Fear of crossing the street...
[ ] Aichmophobia - Fear of needles or pointed objects...
[ ] Amaxophobia - Fear of riding in a car...
[ ] Androphobia - Fear of men...
[x] Anginophobia - Fear of angina or choking
[ ] Anthrophobia - Fear of flowers...
[x] Anthropophobia - Fear of people or society...
[x] Aphenphosmphobia - Fear of being touched...
[x] Arachnophobia - Fear of spiders...
[ ] Arithmophobia - Fear of numbers...
[ ] Astraphobia - Fear of thunder and lightning...
[x] Ataxophobia - Fear of disorder or untidiness...
[ ] Atelophobia - Fear of imperfection...
[x] Atychiphobia - Fear of failure...
[ ] Aulophobia - Fear of flutes...
[x] Autophobia - Fear of being alone...
TOTAL: 11

B
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[x] Bacteriophobia - Fear of bacteria...

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The Only Hope For Me Is You Part 6

Part 5: http://www.mychemicalromance.com/blog/youllnevermakeme/only-hope-me-you-...
Sorry about the wait, I got hit with writer's block. I don't even know where I'm going with this story anymore. I'm sure I'll figure it out, though.

The Only Hope For Me Is You Part 6

*Fun Ghoul's P.O.V.*
"Jamia!" I called out, as the Dracs dragged her away from me. She couldn't leave. Not now. The tears poured out of my eyes, blurring my vision. I sucked it up, though. I couldn't give myself in. I caught a glimpse of where she went, she was broken. The Dracs kicked her face and stomped on her. Her body lay limp, I couldn't tell whether she had died or not.
Next thing I knew, she was by my side again. I reached out to touch her, but my hand went right through her. She disappeared, she left me.

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Fill In The Blank :)

Ray Toro is _____.
One word only please :)

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One Of The Best Poems I've Ever Read

My friend, Miranda, wrote this and sent it to me.
I NEED you all to see this :)

A Poem About MCR:
The music flows through my ears like silk,
They are so amazing, just like milk :p
I respect them and they respect us,
Obviously if they tour the world on a bus!
Who cares if Gerard was high for a few years straight,
He is better now and has a clear plate.
Respect and love is all they need,
And their amazing talent is truly the seed.

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.... Because I'm A Girl....

This is my dream quinceanera dress :)
I know I'll never get it, though, so I shouldn't get my hopes up.
I'm just thinking about it because a couple days ago I went to the mall with my friend and we saw the pretty dresses in the dress shop.
We're not even 13 yet, but we went in and we were all, "I want THIS when I'm 15."
:P
Yeah, I drew that myself.
Before you say something about the pink, it's traditional.
It can be white, too. I just don't like the idea of wearing a pretty white dress because I'm a messy eater. :P

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Apple Trees. (I suggest reading this :P)

You're probably wondering why I'm blogging about apple trees, aren't you? There are two reasons:
1. I'm having an epic battle with writer's block.
2. I realized something.
If you never thought of it, every choice in life that you make is like picking an apple off a tree.
The bad decisions are the rotting apples that fell off the tree on their own.
The good decisions are at the top of the tree, but you have to climb a little ways to reach them.

Most of us go for the ones at the bottom, mainly because they are easier to reach.
Once you bit into them, though, a nasty taste fills your mouth.
What some of us would immediately do is spit it out, while the rest will chew and swallow.

The ones who swallow it will feel sick. (Representing bad relationships, punishment.)
The ones who spit it out may reach for one on the tree.

If you get the okay apples that are hanging off the lower branches, they will taste better.

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The Only Hope For Me Is You Part 5

yeah, part 4 wasn't really even big enough to count as anything, but oh well :P http://www.mychemicalromance.com/blog/youllnevermakeme/only-hope-me-you-...
I finally got through with 5 :) hope you guys like it!

The Only Hope For Me Is You Part 5

*Jet Star's P.O.V.*
I needed something to clear my mind of… everything. I went after Ghoul only to realize he took the Trans-Am. I ran, I ran for who knows how long before reaching a BLI van parked in the middle of the desert.
I pulled out my ray gun, and slowly made my way. I threw open the door and held out my ray gun, ready to shoot any Dracs.
I heard a girl squeal. I slowly approached her, she looked familiar.
"Jamia?" I asked, uncertain.
"Y-Yeah, it's me." I was uncertain whether to be relieved, because I knew her, or scared, because she was a Drac.
I noticed Ghoul on the floor of then van, "What happened to Ghoul?"

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While I'm struggling to edit... REPOST. This is important.

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.

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The Only Hope For Me Is You Part 4

part threeeeeeeeee: http://www.mychemicalromance.com/blog/youllnevermakeme/only-hope-me-you-...
My brain is fried, sorry about this being so short. :P

The Only Hope For Me Is You Part 4

*Jamia's P.O.V.*
I woke up to someone bandaging my stomach. I was in the back of a BLI van. I looked up, shocked.
"Fr-Frankie?" I asked, sitting up.
He gave a weak smile, "Hey, Jamia," His voice was scratchy and soft. "I missed you."
His lips barely touched mine before he fell to my feet, crippled.

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The Only Hope For Me Is You Part 3

PART 2: http://www.mychemicalromance.com/blog/youllnevermakeme/only-hope-me-you-...
I just wrote this today and didn't really edit it all that well... enjoy!

The Only Hope For Me Is You Part 3

*Shadow Fire's P.O.V.*
"Hi, I'm Noise Exterminator." Said the girl with the now bandaged leg.
"I'm Shadow Fire." I responded, shaking her hand. I noticed her birthmark. "I'm sorry, but I have to go do a few things, I'll talk to you hopefully later." I said, running off to me and Jet's room.
I looked under the bed for my box of things. I found it, and pulled it out. I opened it and found the envelope I kept away from the world. Inside were pictures of a baby with a star shaped birthmark on her wrist.
"What's that?" Jet asked from behind, making me jump a little.
"Um, nothing." I immediately regretted saying that. Why did I have to keep this from him?
"It's okay, you can tell me."