This is a picture of Jensen Ackles and Jessica Alba.

My Motto is: "Life isn't measured by the breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away".

Weird is good. Strange is bad. Odd is what you call someone who you can't decide what to call them. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, which means weird is good! If you are weird and proud of it, copy this onto your profile!

Hell's Angels: This is the story I'm wrighting with Ava522, it's on her profile, but here's the link and a few other things:

Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3723410/1/Hells_Angels

Ava Holliwell: http://www.wallpapergate.com/data/media/624/Jennifer_Connelly_001.jpg

Outfit: http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/thumb/0/03/Jean_Grey_X-Men_(film)_005.jpg/180px-Jean_Grey_X-Men_(film)_005.jpg

Aroura Holliwell: http://img279.imageshack.us/img279/1232/dfggv2.jpg

Outfit: http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2006/celebdatabase/jessicaalba/jessica_alba6_180_240.jpg

Car: http://pictures.topspeed.com/IMG/crop-380x285/1970-Ford-Mustang-Boss-429-6_9w.jpg

Aroura's bike: http://www.yamaha-motor.com/assets/products/mcy/500/R6_BLK_3sized.jpg

This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.

A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.

The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it?

Repost this if you truly believe in God.

PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what,
and if you stand up for him he will stand up for you.

This is a poem I wrote, because I feel strongly about animal abuse, if you do to then read.

Animal Abuse

Hi, my name is Rover,

and I am but one,

I am still a puppy,

who loves to have fun

I'm loyal and I'm friendly,

as cute as can be,

but everyday I ask why,

why I'm not set free,

Did I do something wrong,

am I really all that bad,

did I not wag my tail enough,

and make my master mad,

No, I'm not alone,

there are others you see,

but they all still fight,

their still trapped just like me,

right now I want to cry,

for he will come tonight,

but I am still broken,

from the last fight,

here he comes now,

I pray he lets me be,

but I try not to whimper,

as he kicks me,

I am thrown into the arena,

and drop to the ground,

as the other dog bites me,

I make no sound,

I do not hate the other dog,

I am to blame,

it can't be mans fault,

that my time has finally came,

I watch them walk away,

with not even a goodbye,

I know this is the last I'll see them,

I know I'm going to die,

No, I am not sad,

No, I have not lied,

if there is one truth you sould know,

I am happy I have died.

If your against animal fighting and/or abuse copy this onto your profile! I hope you all do, it may not help, but it may make people aware of how serious this is, you don't beleive me? Go to google and type in animal abuse and/or fighting into images, you'll see what I mean!