Oh god yes.....

Ryle Ryle

You pedophile...

Dirty stinking rotten manipulative pedophile

We are coming for you, Ryle....

Oh what a glorious day!

Check the news on Wednesday, November 25th on here:

http://absolutezerounited.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html

Yes I liked that news as well.

Buhbaye now ugly disgusting pedo's.

Lullalies

"Beneath the cold beams of a veiled moon

A girl is hiding the night inside her room

With the key on her heart

Her world fell apart

When the locks did not keep him out

And the starts were watching every time he burned the skies"

Look into my eyes

And see the fire burning

I have been ready for this fight

My entire life

And you are always lying

Yes I was born ready

To live life not on my knees

To sneak up in front of your face

I am a wave

In a large condemning sea

I am a part of the army that is coming your way

And this time you can't hide yourself inside me

Swallow it down or spit it out

You told me once, it makes all the difference

But the words keep on coming

I am not that child you strangled with doubts

I just want to say it

Force you so you can hear

I am not your way to your redemption

I am the one

Who saw the you that you fear

Deceptive measures turned this child into an adult

I probably should thank you for what I have become

Swallow it down or spit it out

You told me once, it makes all the difference

But I really don't want to listen

I want to speak so get your dick out of my mouth

I gagged every single time I saw you

How can you say that this is what they call love

When I am sure that you heard me crying

And asked me if I liked it rough

I was the glue that kept your salted ego together

I was the one that was slowly dying

My sanity became so light as a feather

Yet you were never the tears on my cheek

You weren't the light that slowly dimmed in my eyes

It was just my innocence that was running away

Because it could not believe your pathetic lies

But the force that's called real love restored inside of me

In a sacred place where you can never stay

I hope you die and rot away

Swallow it down or spit it out

You told me once, it makes all the difference

But now I stand here, unwavering

Don't you wish you still can keep me bound

"Little girls grow up.

They might be sisters, they might become mothers,

They might become women with a mission.

Oh no, dont pull your hands away now!

You took responsibility for the so called love you gave

Take some responsibility for this monster you created.

Don't you feel proud?"

Minor inconvenience

I remember how we used to play

How you told me it was just a game

And I waited for you to hurt me

I recall how I wanted this pain

Just to get some attention

Some one who thought I was "Special"...

You sick fuck

Now enter into my dream

And bleed slowly upon my smile

If I could make it last longer

It would be killed by your denial

Keep the screams bottled up

Just fill yourself up with me instead

Cause you're under my skin

Every day I wish you would be dead

And I hear you say

It was just a minor inconvenience

A black spot on my history

So why would I ever need to cry

It would make no sense, would make no sense

Choke those words out of me

The young and tender flesh you eat

Darkness haunting my life

Just because you planted your seed

And I hear you say

It was just a minor inconvenience

A black spot on my history

So why would I ever need to cry

It would make no sense, would make no sense

Swallow the memories

Perhaps I'm ready again

To forget

Drowning them in distant seas

Erase your face

Erase your name

Erase the moment I believed your games

But I can not get rid of these scars,

The wounds and the bruises

I am ready to come clean

And I hear you say

It was just a minor inconvenience

A black spot on my history

So why would I ever need to cry

It would make no sense, would make no sense

Don't shape me into something I am not

I was not an adult, I was never a kid after that... first... moment. Words I kinda live by. You see, I am also groomed and abused by a child molestor and a pedophile. Or multiple in this case. I come from a family of pedophiles and child molestors from my fathers side of the family. But as far as my family goes there was one, just the one, that made it so that he could live his sexual tendancies and fantasies onto me.

When pedophiles say some kids want the sex, they are partially right as it comes to the kids they groomed, yes. But before your pedophile hands start applauding me saying that, notice the words PARTIALLY. Just partially. And mostly you are pretty much completely wrong. I for one, shamefully and with ill feelings in my stomach, admit part of me wanted it.

For one reason and one reason only. The attention. Just the attention. Nothing more then the attention. I did not want your hands on those place. I did not want any of the wet kisses. I never wanted your sex. You won't call it rape, but I will. You raped my innocense. My consciousness. My childhood. I was not ready to become an adult, I wanted to stay a kid, young and carefree. But from that day on foreward, I wasn't a child anymore.

You think sex with adults will teach me something. It won't. Adults are the ones that need to teach me love, with no strings attached. That I can trust someone within my own boundaries. Affection without lust. How carefree a hug, a cuddle, a kiss can be, without any hidden meanings.

But I grew up thinking, that sex was the only way to get the attention I needed. That adults have hidden meanings. That I can not trust anyone. Cause the moment the lines are getting crossed, that happens, you lose trust. And part of you know, this is wrong. This is wrong. This is not the way I want this.

And don't blame adults that told me this was wrong, cause I had no one, no one knew what was happening. Don't blame society. Cause at that point I had no one to "indoctrinate" me on it being wrong cause no one knew they should have teached me. I by now wish they did. It might have stopped sooner.

It was all him that created this in me. These emotions I can not even begin to explain. He hurt me bad. And it is all you that do that to other children when you abuse them. You hurt them. You hurt them. Stop making excuses and be honest. You are arrogant, self-centered haters of childhood and innocence.

Every child forces into adulthood to soon is a child that loses his most precious gift. Their innocence. Their chances to be free of the troubles that burden our grown up lives so. Leave them be. Let them become themselves, not little you's.

I WANT THAT WORD BACK

I am thinking about something, how can we rally to take back the word child-lover, as that is a word pedophile use to describe themselves. Yes pedophiles call themselves child lovers, even if they molest and claim molestation does not exist. If they say the kids ask for it. They call themselves child lovers... lovers of children, taking lust for love. I find children beautiful, I love them, their innocence and all, their free of burden take on the world. But I would not call it a romantic love, am not inclined to help them masturbate or fuck them, abuse them or groom them. I wont mock a previous victim of abuse and want them safe, I would cry if I would ever see child porn and feel violently ill about the thought of what some do to them. I am appalled that pedophiles have that word and use that word and it is excepted, how can we take that word back, how can we make it ours again? For those that truly love a child? Just know I want that word back where it belongs, in the arms of those who keep the children safe. I truly want that word back. Got any ideas?

It is not love when you buy children present because you want something from them

love is not saying you do this it for the children but secretly doing this for your own ego

love is not about your own gratification...

love is not forcing someone to love you back

love is not lust

love is unconditional

love is pure and free

love is an emotion, not an action

love is loving wether it get returns or not

love is void from secrecy and manipulation.

Every fight...

Every fight a pedophile wins,

is a fight I need to fight again

psychotica

Boomerang pedophiles

What kind of pedophile is that? Well the kind a lot of profile sites fight with, including vampirefreaks. Pedophiles just come back under new profiles, again and again and again. And again.

The trouble with it, is that a lot of them know on this sites, how to keep flying just enough under the radar, to make sure you can not actually report them to provider, for access to the site all together. And a lot of them use proxy servers, which makes it harder even to ipban them. And then they come back again.

Some of them even have the audacity to pretend that they don't know why they are deleted. Sure, if you are a pedophile, you don't see a harm in persuading 14 year old girls for nudes and other sexual things when you are 28. It's only 4 year away from the age of consent, so who is counting? But people are counting. And it is still illegal.

But don't worry, keep on making those profiles, we will keep on finding you and deleting you. Until one of has enough and gives up. And believe me, we have no intentions of giving up. It might not be the kind of untainted innocence of little children we are protecting, but it is still innocence we protect, regardless. The lessons the kids need to learn on their own way, not the way you pedophiles want them to go.

Survivor or victim, it's not all just in the name

Bad or good parents. It is all what stands between a pedophile and a victim, according to the pedophiles. It's not their fault, it is that of parents and victims. But it is really something to ease their conscious is it not?

First of all, you can not blame a kid for the faults a parent can make. They are not the ones making those mistakes. The whole thing with being a kid, is that you are not carrying the burden adults need to carry. You have time to learn and to explore. To grow into the person you are becoming. You are a process still. Being molded and shaped through the experiences of life and the lessons of those surrounding you. With that also comes the shaping of a thing called trust.

Hormones and alike, come late to make it so that sex is not an issue in your younger years. And then there it is: sex is not the first thing in mind for them when they encounter a pedophile. They like you yeah but not for what you can give them, but for what they get. Attention. That is all they want. A form of love, not lust. The unconditional kind, without lust or any kind of romance. It is not a relationship of that kind they want. A confident, an equal, on their level, not the adult level. They are not flirting with you. And they are not the blame for your misconceptions.

And it is not when we rebel against your teachings of secrecy, that we become a victim. That is when we stop being a victim and start being a survivor. When we rise up despite of you all trying to bring us down. And we resist you. And your words that make no sense. We do not want your lies. So feel free to lie yourself, I am sure you are now believing that you are not the blame. But you are the only one that believes this. You can not force us anymore, cause we have become the force. The force that will bring you all down.

~*Psychotica*~