User:Phoenixcrystalgoddess

 ' Hi! I am Phoenixcrystalgoddess. I was Spadesqueen137krw. I am in Discord so you can DM me anytime, just don't do it all the time. I just started PokeFarm. I am not going to pay attention to it much tho. ' SHOUTOUTS TO 3 FRIENDS WHO ARE REALLY NICE: Eclipse the epic, Artist de hacker 21 and JuliaTheNice!!!!! Ya'll very nice and helpful.

Shoutouts to a 4th friend, how also happens to be my new boyfriend!!: S3mt3x357A ( Weird name, i know, but acceptable.) Hope ur doing good! = 'This profile is a nice place. :)' =



Hello Eclipse the epic, JuliaTheNice and Artist de hacker 21!!! How are you?

Here is some stuff about me:

~ I LOOOVVVVVVVVEEEEEEEEE Anime

~ I am a teenager

~ I play prodigy

~ Eclipse the epic is my first friend on here. ( she'd very helpful, by the way.)

~ JuliaTheNice is my second friends here. ( Join her Save Tidus Foundation by request on her message wall)

~ Artist de Hacker 21 is my third friend on here. ( Very emotionally scared....... and is an idiot( according to Artist de Hacker 21))

~ S3mt3x357A is my 4th friend ( He has the weirdest fandom name in human history but eh)

-I'm taken😇

~ I am pretty lonely sometimes........:(

~ I am pretty lonely sometimes........:(

ANYWAY. My nickname is Phoenixx on Fandom. I am an Anime fan, but since school started again, I haven't been able to watch it much. 8th grade really sucks........

I really wonder if it's too late to consider homeschool...... '''Solo789 I have a heart, and I feel what you felt when you read this. This contributes to Solo789.'''

Look, if you have a heart, read this ~From Solo 789
'Please read-true story (This did not happen to me, I copy/pasted it.) I was walking around in a Target store when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.' Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: 'Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money? 'The old lady replied: 'You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear'. Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister. My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?' 'OK,' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.'

'I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me! 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose. 'My mommy loves white roses.' A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: 1) Repost this message, or 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.'

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Solo789:

Saw this on Sunny's, Diamondsea's, and many others' profiles.

'This is a true story related to this. I had major Déjà vu as I read this. If you don't think that's a sign, then you're wrong. Not long after, I remember seeing a white cross on the road. That cross had white roses and teddy bears all around it, as well as many other flowers and stuff animals. I don't know if it was the same incident (since I don't normally watch the news), but it means something to me. Now everytime I see a cross or drive safely sign, I fall quiet. During December 2020, not long after I read this story for the first time, I told my mom I saw another drive safely sign and we said a prayer for them. That's when my brother asked the stupidest question I ever heard, "Why are we doing this?" Enraged I told him because someone died, most likely because of someone else's mistake. He than asked, "How do you know that?" I fustradely answered that the city put up those signs in remembrance of them and that the name of the person was on it. I was straight out mad because he was beginning to get disrespectful. Finally He said what set me off, "I didn't see a name. So I don't think anyone died." We had a full blown argument while my mom was trying to get us to shut up. The very next day, he started the argument again as we drove by the EXACT SAME SIGN. Finally, as we got out of the car to go to Home Depot, my dad gave him a scolding. He would of slapped him, but we were in public. As soon as we got home though, my brother wound up doing extra school work instead of playing Prodigy as he usually does. I began to wonder, how many other people are as disrespectful as my brother that day? Now there are three things you can do here, and you can do multiple..........


 * 1) Re-post this
 * 2) Start being respectful toward those who past away, most had unjust deaths.
 * 3) Or you can ignore this. Pretend that it didn't send you thinking, pretend that those people didn't die, and pretend I don't exist or that it never happened.

Phoenixcrystalgoddess:

'I really found myself crying for a long time because I could relate. Recently I found out my uncle had cancer for the second time. This time he got it in pancreas. You can't do surgery on that to remove it. He is supposed to get radiation and some other stuff. My aunt and younger cousin died from the very same incident this little boy's mother and sister went through. My other uncle died from COVID and my maternal grandmother died 8 yrs ago from cancer at 69 yrs. The pain was bad. So I know how much that little boy went through.' Please read my true story:

'I found a little girl and the sidewalk bleeding profusely and crying in pain. Apparently a car hit her. She was strong and tried to get out of the way, but not soon enough. She was hit in the spine and tailbone....her back was completely torn up. She went from crying to smiling. I asked her why. She said that she could see her twin baby brothers who died at birth from being premature. I took her in my lap and said, " You will see your brothers very soon, but they will want you to live your life first. I felt wetness at my knee, where her head was kept, she must have hit her head hard on the concrete on the sidewalk because she started bleeding from there too. We reacted taking everything we all had to stop the bleeding, but it was useless. The girl told me to buy her bouquet of her fave roses, pink. She told me thank you. Then and there, her head dropped, her body went still, she stopped struggling. Josie W. Brosemer had died right in my lap in my arms at 7 yrs at 3:24 pm.( declared by a bystander) I cried, loud and hurt and cursed myself for not doing anything else. The ambulance reached minutes late because it was a heavy traffic Friday. My jeans were bloody. My shirt was bloody. My shoes were bloody. Fridays were my favorite days, but this was the worst Friday for not only me, but many others.'

'Then I realized, why was this little girl alone? Her mother nor father were with her. I went with the ambulance to ask who were her parents and where were they? The office manager said she was an orphan. She lived at the nearby orphanage center. She said her parents split up after their twins died. The father commited suicide and the mother died in a car crash. The little girl was left alone at her house and her babysitter had left to go to her home. For 2 days the babysitter came back to the little girl to see if her mother had come back. she didn't. On the second day, the babysitter had found out what happened on the news. Later on, the little girl lived with her babysitter until it was timer for the babysitter's family to move. They put her in the orphanage center. Then I realized that now the entire family were together. I felt happy for them.'

'You can repost this or ignore it. It's your choice.' This isn't going to be too long. I just want to this to those who aren't a fan of anime.

"If you have never been a big fan of anime, chances are, you probably think about Dragon Ball or Naruto when you hear the word “Anime”. Fairly enough, Dragon Ball and Naruto are two immensely popular series that had a huge impact not only on the anime industry, but also on how the world perceived anime as a whole. Moving on from Dragon Ball and Naruto you might be able to name a few more popular series such as One Piece, Bleach, Attack on Titan and Fullmetal Alchemist. All great shows that have been watched and loved by generations of anime fans around the world. And all these shows have one thing in common: they’re all aimed at a younger audience.

The most prominent reason as to why these younger audience anime, officially labeled “shonen” anime, manage to break through the bounds of popularity and reach the vast majority of TV viewers, is because they’re aimed at kids. Animation has always been associated with childhood, immaturity and basic morality. And unless you take time to dig deeper and watch more consciously, popular shonen shows mostly seem to abide by the laws of “basic cartoons” with energetic protagonists, explosive action scenes, lively scores and colorful designs. And for seemingly operating within their expected style and appeal, shonen anime are widely accepted and deemed appropriate.

But something the vast majority doesn’t know is that behind the facade of colors and energy, shonen anime cater a lot more food for thought than you’d expect from a typical work of animation. And something that the vast majority won’t anticipate is that beyond the border of shonen anime is an entire medium of entertainment, varying in their targeted demographic, sometimes philosophical, sometimes hilarious, sometimes emotionally devastating but not any less brilliant than the greatest movies, TV shows or books the world has come to admire."

From Potato812:

Fake friends knock on your door

Real friends run in

Fake friends call your parents Mr. and Mrs.

Real friends call your your parents Mom and Dad

Fake friends borrow your stuff and give it back

Real friends borrow your stuff so long they forget its yours

Fake friends never seen you cry

Real friends cry with you

Fake friends can write about you

Real friends can write a book about you

Fake friends are there for a while

Real friends are there for a life time From: S3mt3x357A

Bullies,

Dear bullies, You know that boy you pushed over earlier? Committed suicide last night. That girl you called fat? She's starving herself. And that boy you teased for crying? His mother died. You know that man you made fun of for having scars? He fought for our country. That man you stole the little leather pouch off? He was homeless. And everybody else you've been mean to? You've either hurt them really bad or ruined their life. Post this on your profile if you are against bullying. <span style="background:linear-gradient(45deg, Black, Gray, Black, Gray, Black, Gray, black, gray); -webkit-background-clip:text !important; -webkit-text-fill-color:transparent;-webkit-background-clip: text; -webkit-text-fill-color: transparent;font-family:Dosis;" font-size:20px">Thank you for reading my very sad but real life profile.

<span style="background:linear-gradient(45deg, Black, Gray, Black, Gray, Black, Gray, black, gray); -webkit-background-clip:text !important; -webkit-text-fill-color:transparent;-webkit-background-clip: text; -webkit-text-fill-color: transparent;font-family:Dosis;" font-size:20px">This is a shout out to Eclipse the epic

<span style="background:linear-gradient(45deg, Black, Gray, Black, Gray, Black, Gray, black, gray); -webkit-background-clip:text !important; -webkit-text-fill-color:transparent;-webkit-background-clip: text; -webkit-text-fill-color: transparent;font-family:Dosis;" font-size:20px">THANKS ECLIPSE THE EPIC FOR HELPING ME WITH MY ABOUT PAGE!!! YOU ARE BETTER THAN MOST!!