*VERY IMPORTANT!!! IF YOU COME ACROSS A PROFILE SIMILAR TO MINE AND IT ONLY HAS SEVEN STORIES, THEN IT'S A FAKE AND THAT PERSON IS COPYING. JUST KNOW THAT THIS IS THE REAL ACCOUNT AND THE OTHER ONE IS PROBABLY A TROLL. HERE IS THE LINK TO THE FAKE PROFILE: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/3102748/ IF SOMEONE CAN TELL ME HOW TO REPORT IT THEN I WOULD APPRECIATE IT VERY MUCH!

I finally changed my pen name! :D It's so much better, in my opinion. XD

My picture is of two main characters from my story Life Goes On. Lucy is supposed to look younger than she really is (13), and Patrick is supposed to look older than he really is (15), so yeah. XD

I also have a video entitled the same: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=keWeGYxu5R8

I'm just a lonely teenager who spends her time online writing stories instead of hanging out with so-called "friends." I'm mostly shy and quiet and keep to myself, which both of my parents are against.

"I am not perfect, nor will I ever be perfect. And if you can't accept who I am, then it's your loss." Me.

IF YOU ARE OBSESSED WITH MANY RANDOM THINGS AT RANDOM TIMES, COPY AND PASTE THIS ONTO YOUR PROFILE!

If you believe in Jesus Christ copy and paste this into your profile and don't just ignore it, because in the Bible it says if you deny Jesus, He will deny you in front of His Father in the Gates of Heaven.

96% of teens won't stand up for God, and if you're in the 4% that will, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you believe in God and are 100% proud of it then copy and paste this into your profile.

People say brunettes are boring. Brunettes will rule the world some day. (This is actually true. Brunette is a dominant gene) If you are brunette, proud to be so and not at all boring, copy, paste and add your name: McFlyFan101, ronandhermioneareforever, Lucy E. Curtis Simpson Griffin.

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One day Mrs. Jones went to have a talk with the minister at the local church. "Reverend," she said, "I have a problem: my husband keeps falling asleep during your sermons. It's very embarrassing. What should I do?"

"I have an idea," said the minister. "Take this hatpin with you. I will be able to tell when Mr. Jones is sleeping, and I will motion to you at specific times. When I motion, you give him a good poke in the leg."

In church the following Sunday, Mr. Jones dozed off. Noticing this, the preacher put his plan to work. "And who made the ultimate sacrifice for you?" he said, nodding to Mrs. Jones.

"Jesus!" Jones cried as his wife jabbed him the leg with the hatpin.

"Yes, you are right, Mr. Jones," said the minister. Soon, Mr. Jones nodded off again. Again, the minister noticed. "Who is your redeemer?" he asked the congregation, motioning towards Mrs. Jones.

"God!" Mr. Jones cried out as he was stuck again with the hatpin.

"Right again," said the minister, smiling. Before long, Mr. Jones had winked off again. However, this time, the minister did not notice. As he picked up the tempo of his sermon, he made a few motions that Mrs. Jones mistook as signals to bayonet her husband with the hatpin again.

The minister asked, "And what did Eve say to Adam after she bore him his 99th son?"

Mrs. Jones poked her husband, who yelled, "You stick that thing in me one more time and I'll break it in half and shove it up you!"

"Amen," replied the congregation.

READ THIS UNTIL THE END!

A girl named Diane went to a party and stayed longer than she planned, and had to walk home.

She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.

As she walked under the tall elm tree, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger.

When she reached the alley, which was a shortcut to her house, she decided to take it.

However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing as though he was waiting for her.

Diane became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection.

Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped around 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 killed and raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she'd been there.

Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, Diane 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'd seen in the alley the night before.

When the man was told that 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 the man hadn't 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 it or not, you're never alone.

Did you know that 97 of teenagers won't stand up for God?

Repost if you truly believe in God.

PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what.

"If you deny me in front of your friends, I shall deny you in front of my Father."

STAND UP FOR HIM!

51% of people won't repost this! :(

One day a little boy who was no more than five or six was with his grandma walking in a Target store. The little boy was buying a doll for his beloved sister.

He paid the cashier will all his money, but the cashier said, "I'm sorry. But you don't have enough money to buy this doll."

The little boy turned to his grandma. "Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?"

His grandmother replied, "Honey, you know you don't have enough money."

She left to go look around, but the little boy stayed, still clutching the doll. A man who had seen everything came up to him and asked,

"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."

"Don't worry, I'm sure Santa will bring her the doll," said the man.

The little boy shook his head. "No. Santa can't bring it to where she is now. I have to give it to my mommy so she can bring it to my sister."

He said sadly, "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy said that Mommy's going to see God very soon, too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her and give it to my sister."

The man's heart nearly stopped. The little boy continued, "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 the man a very nice photo of him laughing. "I want my mommy to take a picture with me so she won't forget me. I love my mommy, but my daddy said that she has to go be with my little sister."

The little boy looked at the doll with very sad eyes. The man reached for his wallet.

"Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll."

"Okay," said the little boy, "I hope I do have enough."

The man added some money to the little boy's wallet when he wasn't looking. The little boy was so happy that he had enough.

"Oh, thank you God for giving me enough money!" said the little boy.

He looked at the man and said, "I asked God last night to give me enough money to buy this doll so I could give it to my sister. He heard me! I also wanted to have enough money to buy my mommy a white rose, but I didn't dare ask God for too much. But I have enough money for both. My mommy loves white roses."

The little boy's grandma came back, and the man left with his basket. He had finished his shopping in a very different mood than when he'd started.

Two days later, a newspaper article read that a drunk driver had hit a car with a young woman and a little girl inside of it. The little girl died instantly, but the woman died just the day after.

Somehow the man knew that this was the mother and sister of the little boy. It also read that the funeral would take place the next day.

So the man went back to Target to get some white roses to pay his last respects for the woman and also the little girl.

At the funeral the next day, the woman was there in her coffin with a white rose in her hand along with the doll and the picture of her and the little boy on her chest.

The man left the place teary-eyed, as his encounter with the little boy had changed his life forever. And the love that the little boy had for his mother and sister was still hard to place for the man, even to this day.

Now you have 2 choices:

1.) Repost this.
2.) Ignore this as if it had never touched your heart.

Remember:

Jesus had no servants, yet they called Him Master.

Jesus had no degree, yet they called Him Teacher.

Jesus had no medicine, yet they called Him Healer.

Jesus had no army, yet kings feared Him.

Jesus won no military battles, yet He conquered the world.

Jesus committed no crime, yet they crucifed Him.

Jesus was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today.

Feel honored to serve such a leader who loves us.

If you believe in the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost.

Then copy and paste this into your profile.

Scary-a...thing

This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murderer chanted: "Toma Sota balcu," as he buried her. Now that you have read the chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she'll be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this onto your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded. Lucillia.

This is a true story- One night, a 14 year old girl was baby-sitting two kids, a boy and a girl, while their parents were out at a resturant. When it was time for the kids to go to bed, the girl called the parents and asked if she could take the clown statue out of the room. The dad said "We don't have a clown statue. Get the kids and get out of the house." The 'clown statue' was really a killer who escaped from prison. If you don't copy and paste this onto your profile, then the clown statue will appear into your room and slit your throat in your sleep.

There was a 10 year old girl named Amy in the 1960s who got a doll in a white dress holding a white rose. That night, she slept with the doll in her bed. She woke up at midnight and she heard somebody calling "Amy...Amy..." She thought it was her parents so she went into their room and saw her doll white rose white dress. The doll said "Amy. I killed your parents. Next your brother then you." Amy went back to sleep and then she woke up to somebody calling "Amy...Amy..." She thought it was her brother. She went into his room and saw the doll standing there. White dress bloody rose. The doll said "Amy. I killed your parents and your brother. Now you." Amy ran to the kitchen and got a knife. When she turned around, the doll was standing there and pointed the rose towards Amy. Amy fell down and she was dead. The doll is still out there today. If you don't copy and paste this on your profile, the doll will appear in your room and murder you.

One day, a man was driving and he saw a girl on the side of the road. He asked if she needed a ride and the girl said yes. She got into the car and the man felt her hand. It was ice cold. He asked if she wanted the heat on and she said yes. He turned the heat on and he drove her to her house. When they got to her house, he felt her hand again and it was still ice cold. The next day, he was in his car and noticed her jacket was in his car. He drove to her house and knocked on her door with her jacket. Her mother opened the door and the man asked "Is this your daughters jacket?" Her mom said "My daughter died three years ago." The man left and drove to her grave and saw her grave with his jacket on her tombstone. Next to her grave he saw his tombstone. This is a true story. If you don't copy and paste this, the same thing will happen to you.

About six years ago in Indiana, Carmen Winstead was pushed down a sewer opening by five girls in her school, trying to embarrass her in front of her school during a fire drill. When she didn't submerge, the police were called. They went down and brought up 17-year-old Carmen Winstead's body, with her neck broken from hitting the ladder, then the concrete at the bottom. The girls told everyone that she fell...and they believed them.

THEY HURT HER

FACT: About two months later, 16-year-old David Gregory read this post but didn't repost it. When he went to take a shower, he heard laughter, started freaking out, and ran to his computer to repost it. He said goodnight to his mom and went to sleep, but five hours later, his mom woke up in the middle of the night from a loud noise and David was gone. A few hours later, the police found him in the sewer, with a broken neck and the skin on his face peeled off.

Even Google her name - you'll find this to be true.

If you don't repost saying "They hurt her," then Carmen will get you, either from a sewer, the toilet, the shower, or when you go to sleep, you'll wake up in the sewer, in the dark, then Carmen will come and kill you.

THIS IS SO SCARY!

Subject: One messed up a sleepover.

One night these five girls were having a sleepover when they heard chaos at the end of her street when they went down to find out what was happening. They learned that a woman was raped and the man was on the loose. So they quickly ran home and bolt everything down. Everyone settles down for a while, then they started hearing weird noises coming from outside. They let their minds go wild so they got scared and hid inside a closet. The man was really outside and found a window that had a broken bolt. He crep in quietly. The girls were scared crapless. He walked into the room and opened the closet. The girls screamed and ran in separate directions. Four of the girls went downstairs and in the cellar door, which was right above the bathroom. He caught the fifth girl, took her into the bathroom, raped her, and skinnwed her alive. Her friends heard her die that night, but they couldn't do anything about it. They listened to her scratching the door to get out. In the morning when he had fled, the remaining girls went into the bathroom. There engraved into the wall was her message: HOW COULD YOU HAVE LET ME DIE? They looked up to get the tears out of their eyes and saw her flesh dangling from the knife that had skinned her. If you don't repost this, the man will skin you alive too, because they haven't caught him yet. And the girl will make sure you die so she can pass on the tale. Fact: A girl died in 1933 by a homicidal murderer.

On December 24th, 2006 at 8:00 in the morning, a 14-year-old boy by the name of Scott Jackson was found dead. Doctors couldn't come up with the cause of his death. His mother checked his e-mails to see if she could figure out what happened. Turns out he was still signed into his Yahoo e-mail account. She found he had gone to sleep after he read and didn't send a chain letter about a little girl who kills you in your sleep with no natural cause of death. This is the e-mail she read: My name is Ofelia Heras. I'm 16 years old. I'm a murderer. I have no face. When you look at me you'll die immediately. You have 900 seconds to repost this onto your profile or I will visit you tonight.

Yay no more scary stuff!

If you want to know the greasers' birthdays from The Outsiders, here's the list:

Lucy Curtis (my OC): May 18th, 1960.

Ponyboy Curtis: July 22nd, 1952.

Sodapop Curtis: October 8th, 1949.

Darry Curtis: January 5th, 1946.

Johnny Cade: March 1st, 1950.

Dallas Winston: November 9th, 1948.

Two-Bit Mathews: June 20th, 1948.

Steve Randle: April 15th, 1949.

Tim Shepard: November 5th, 1947.

And the Socs:

Cherry Valance: March 8th, year unknown

Marcia (last name unknown): May 24th, year unknown

Randy Adderson: February 10th, year unknown

I am the girl who doesn't go to school dances, and when I do, I sit in the corner and read a book.

I am the girl that people look through when I am saying something.

I am the girl who spends most of her free time reading, writing, or something that teenagers don't call "normal."

I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or face-to-face.

I am the girl who doesn't spend all my time on MySpace or Facebook, or talking to a girlfriend on a cell phone or regular phone.

I am the girl who hasn't been asked out in a year.

I am the girl who stops and smells flowers and jumps and splashes in the rain.

BUT I am the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn't care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do anymore, who loves The Hunger Games, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of little things.

Copy and paste this onto your profile and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls that are different and unique can know at their weakest time that they are unique and not alone, God is with them: Iheartjake1220, FaerieRose13, Dance4Life15, Marigold Winters, SparklingTopazEyes, chocoholic4eva, xXKatieCullenXx, Bby-Leyla-Vamp, Shiny=silver-volvo-stalker, Nick1488, Demelza Llivell, -oOoHeartofDarknessOo-, WeLoVeTwIlIgHt212, Dylan'sSis101, Lucy E. Curtis Simpson Griffin.

FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food.
REAL FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
REAL FRIENDS: Will sit next to you saying: "Dang! We screwed up! But that crap was fun!"

FAKE FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days and then give it back.
REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long that they forget that it's yours.

FAKE FRIENDS: Know only a few things about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Can write you like a book with direct quotes.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds that left you.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will knock on your front door.
REAL FRIENDS: Will walk right in and say: "I'M HOME!"

FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile.
REAL FRIENDS: Are for life.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough.
REAL FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say: "Hey you, drink the rest of that, you know we don't waste."

FAKE FRIENDS: Will talk crap to the person who talks crap about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Will knock the crap outta them!

FAKE FRIENDS: Say that they are too busy to listen to your problems, but when it comes to them they think you have all the time in the world.
REAL FRIENDS: Not only kick everything out of their own schedule to listen to what's wrong, but then come up with vindictive plans to make you feel a whole lot better!

FAKE FRIENDS: Say sorry when you want to talk to them at odd hours of the night, or even just hang out at odd hours.
REAL FRIENDS: Come right over and hang out with you, either until you fall asleep, or you kick them out.

FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this.
REAL FRIENDS: Will repost it.

Okaaaaay, does everyone know what time it is? No? Well, it's QUIZ TIME! :D

1.) Grab the nearest book to you, turn to page 81, and find Line 4.

The Outsiders: "The President, of course, stupid. It's from Soda." Dallas Winston.

2.) Stretch your left arm as far out as you can. What can you touch?

A part of my computer desk.

3.) What is the last thing you watched on TV?

Family Guy

4.) Without looking, guess what time it is.

9:30 PM

5.) Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?

9:33 PM

6.) With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?

Something that my dad's watching on TV right now. :P

7.) When did you last step outside? What were you doing?

Like two hours ago to talk to my dad.

8.) Before you started this survey, what were you looking at?

My computer.

9.) What are you wearing right now?

A pair of Stewie Griffin (from Family Guy) pajamas. XD

10.) Did you dream last night?

If I did, I don't remember.

11.) When did you last laugh?

Earlier today.

12.) What is on the walls of the room you are in?

A bunch of posters, some shelves, and a mirror, I'm in my bedroom.

13.) Seen anything weird lately?

No...

14.) What do you think of this quiz?

It's fun! :D

15.) What is the last film you saw?

The last full film I saw was Dirty Dancing with Patrick Swayze, I believe.

16.) If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?

Uuuummm, IDK.

17.) Tell me something about you that I don't know:

I'm a quiet person who spends her free time working on her longest story.

18.) If you could change one thing in the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?

Not sure

19.) Do you like to dance?

Meh...

20.) George Bush:

Is a crazy person.

21.) Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?

Lucy Elizabeth

22.) Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?

Patrick James

1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)

2. Put it on shuffle

3. Press play

4. For every question, type the song that's playing

5. When you go to a new question, press the next button

6. Don't lie and try to pretend your cool.

Opening Credits:

Waking Up: 1, 2, 3, 4 - Plain White T's (That kinda makes me feel special. :3)

First Day At School: Forgotten - Avril Lavigne (Pffft...so true. XD)

Falling In Love: Don't Stop Believin' - Journey (I like that. :D)

Fight Song: Moves Like Jagger - Maroon 5 ft. Christina Aguilera (So apparently I fight well here...? XD)

Breaking Up: Courage - Superchick (This could work...or maybe not.)

Prom Night: Never Grow Up - Taylor Swift (Could be something my dad would say before I left...)

Life: What Hurts The Most - Rascal Flatts (...)

Mental Breakdown: White and Nerdy - Weird Al Yankovic (...XD)

Driving: 5 O'Clock - Whiz Khalifa and Lily Allen (Wow...XD)

Flashback: Mr. Know It All - Kelly Clarkson (...)

Getting back together: Don't You Forget About Me - Simple Minds (YAY! :D)

Wedding: Iris - Goo Goo Dolls (My iPod has some good choices. XD)

Birth of Child: Someday - Rob Thomas (...)

Final Battle: Lucy - Skillet (...)

Funeral Song: Crawl - Superchick (Aww! :3)

Final Credits: Welcome To My Life - Simple Plan (XD)

Bold ones are all that apply.

I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.

I'm BLACK, so I MUST carry a gun.

I'm HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty.

I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be smart.

I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser.

I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy.

I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.

I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.

I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist.

I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.

I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control.

I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.

I'm an ATHEIST, so I MUST hate the world.

I DON'T HAVE A RELIGION, so I MUST not have morals.

I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.

I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.

I'm JAMAICAN so I must smoke weed.

I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.

I'm SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash. (Kind of.)

I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.

I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.

I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store.

I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage.

I'm PREPPY, so I MUST shun those who don't wear Abercrombie & Hollister.

I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a stuck up whore.

I'm on a DANCE team, so I MUST be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.

I wear SKIRTS a lot, so I MUST be a slut.

I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.

I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.

I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.

I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth.

I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a stupid ditz.

I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.

I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.

I'm MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border.

I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy.

I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking whore.

I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible slut.

I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals.

I'm ITALIAN, so I MUST have a big peter.

I GOT A CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, so I MUST be a spoiled brat.

I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin.

I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.

I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention.

I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.

I'm INTO THEATER ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.

I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.

I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all.

I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be gay.

I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.

I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.

I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool.

I'm GERMAN, so I MUST be a Nazi.

I hang out with GAYS, so I MUST be GAY TOO

I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT.

I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited.

I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13.

I'm POLISH, so I MUST be greedy.

I'm HAWAIIAN, so I MUST be lazy.

I'm a STONER, so I MUST be going in the wrong direction.

I'm a VIRGIN, so I MUST be a prude.

I'm a girl that actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat.

I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly or crazy.

I'm BLACK, so I MUST love watermelon and fried chicken.

I'm BI, so I MUST think every person I see is hot.

I'm a GUY CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be gay.

I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.

I'm PREP, so I MUST be rich.

I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party.

I wear tight PANTS and I'm a guy, so I MUST be emo.

I couldn't hurt a FLY, So I MUST be a pussy.

I hang out with TEEN DRINKERS/SMOKERS, so I MUST smoke and drink too.

I'm CHRISTIAN/CATHOLIC/ANGLICAN/PROTESTANT, so I MUST hate gay people.

I have ARTISTIC TALENT, so I MUST think little of those who don't.

I don't like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social.

I have a DIFFERENT sense of HUMOR, so I MUST be crazy.

I tell people OFF, so I MUST be an over-controlling bitch.

My hair gets GREASY a lot, so I MUST have no hygiene skills.

I'm DEFENSIVE, so I MUST be over-controlling and a bitch.

I read COMICS, so I MUST be a loser.

I hang out with a FORMER PROSTITUTE, so I MUST be a whore myself.

I'm TEXAN, so I MUST ride a horse

I’m a GOTH, so I MUST be a Satanist

I’m a CROSSDRESSER, so I MUST be homosexual.

I draw ANIME, so I MUST be a freak.

I am a FANGIRL, so I MUST be a crazy, obsessed stalker.

I'm an ONLY CHILD, so I MUST be spoiled.

I'm INTELLIGENT, so I MUST be weak.

I am AMERICAN, so I MUST be an obese, loud-mouthed and arrogant.

I'm WELSH, so I MUST love sheep

I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.

I’m CANADIAN, so I MUST talk with a funny accent.

I'm a GUY, so I MUST ditch my pregnant girlfriend.

I'm CANADIAN, so I MUST love hockey and beavers.

I'm DISABLED, so I MUST be on Welfare.

I'm a FEMINIST, so I MUST have a problem with sexuality and I want to castrate every man on the earth.

I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE.

I WEAR A BIG SUN HAT when I go outside, so I MUST be stupid.

I like BLOOD, so I must be a VAMPIRE.

I'm ALBINO, so I MUST be an evil person with mental abilities and a MURDERER!

I'm ENGLISH, so I MUST speak with either a cockney or a posh accent, love tea and cricket, and have bad teeth.

I’m WHITE, so I MUST be responsible for everything going wrong on the planet: past, present, and future.

I am QUIET and POLITE, so I MUST be a pushover.

I use GOOD GRAMMAR, so I MUST be a snob.

I prefer FANTASY and SCI-FI, so I MUST be out of touch with reality.

I love TO LEARN so I MUST be boring.

I'm WHITE, so I MUST be a racist.

I'm a GUY with LONG HAIR, so I MUST be a hippie/druggie.

I'm good with COMPUTERS, so I MUST be a nerd/geek.

I'm a GUY, so I MUST love sports.

I'm NOT RELIGIOUS so I MUST be treated like crap until I pray to your god.

I am a GIRL, so boys MUST be better than me at sports.

I am a PUSHOVER, so I MUST have controlling friends

I am a GIRL, so I MUST only be good at work.

I am not EMO, so I MUST be uncool.

I am WHITE and I like to DANCE, so I MUST be lame

I don't act DEPRESSED, so I MUST be weird.

I am SKINNY, so I MUST be sensitive about my weight.

I am a CHRISTIAN/CATHOLIC/ANGLICAN/PROTESTANT, so I MUST go to church every Sunday.

I am a CHRISTIAN/CATHOLIC/ANGLICAN/PROTESTANT, so I MUST not do anything on Halloween.

I am POOR, so I MUST not have good hygiene.

I am a HOUSEWIFE, so I MUST have no self respect.

I consider myself 'NORMAL', so I MUST be boring.

I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser

I care about the ENVIRONMENT, so I MUST be a tree hugging hippie

I'm SWEDISH so I MUST be a tall, blonde, blue-eyed lesbian.

I like READING, so I MUST be a Loner.

I DISAGREE with my government, so I MUST be a terrorist.

I DON'T CURSE, so I MUST be an outcast

I like GAMES, ANIME and COMICS, so I MUST be childish.

I'm SWEDISH, therefore I MUST be white.

I SPOT AND CORRECT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic bastard/bitch.

I'm GOTHIC, so I MUST be mean.

I’m STRONG so I MUST be stupid.

I'm AUSTRALIAN, so I MUST hunt crocodiles and talk to kangaroos.

I go to RENAISSANCE FAIRS, so I MUST talk weird, be a loser, and not be up with the times.

I’m GAY, so I MUST be after EVERY straight guy around.

I don’t want a BOYFRIEND, so I MUST be Lesbian.

I'm NOT CHRISTIAN, so I MUST just need converting.

I love MARCHING BAND, so I MUST be a friendless freak.

I DRINK and SMOKE, so I MUST have no life.

I do BALLET, so I MUST be girly, like the colour pink, and hate tomboys.

I like to listen to CHRISTIAN MUSIC, so I MUST hate metal rock and people who listen to it.

I'm a FIGURE SKATER, so I MUST like pretty dresses, classic music, hate eating and is a sissy.

I like to READ, so I MUST do nothing except read.

I don't agree with CONFORMING, so I MUST act all freaky and be loud.

I'm a GIRL, so I MUST like to talk about crushes, dolls, not getting dirty, and parties.

I never have a CRUSH on a guy (/girl), so I MUST be lesbian (/gay).

I don't DROOL over a lot of BISHIES, so I MUST be a lezzy.

I don't believe in DATING TOO SOON, so I MUST hate people who date.

I FANgirl(/boy) over fictive girls/BIshojos (boys/BIshies, if you are a boy), so I MUST hate guys (or girls).

I don't like YAOI/YURI so I MUST be a homophobe.

I like Kingdom Hearts, so I MUST fangirl(/fanboy) over Riku(/Kairi).

I DON'T want to date until I reach driving age, so I MUST be brainwashed by my parents.

I'm a PRETEEN, so I MUST want to have a boyfriend(/girlfriend) already.

I'm FEMALE, so I MUST have long hair.

I don't STUDY much but still get STRAIGHT A's, so I MUST be cheating.

I'm WELL-TO-DO, so I MUST be snotty.

I'm going to HAWAII FOR CHRISTMAS, so I MUST shove it in everyone's faces.

I don't think VEGETARIANISM makes sense, so I MUST think all vegetarians are hippies.

I have a DEEPISH voice, so I MUST be emo.

I'm easily ANNOYED, so I MUST be bratty.

I'm NULL, so I MUST hate everyone.

I'm a HUMAN, so I MUST be labeled.

I LISTEN TO ROCK MUSIC, so I MUST be a rebel.

I'm AGNOSTIC, so I MUST treat Christians like crap.

I'm a GUY, so I MUST be a perv.

I'm NOT EMO, so I MUST be a loser.

I get NOSTALGIC, so I MUST be childish.

I'm OKLAHOMAN, so I MUST love rodeos.

I'm a GIRL, so I MUST love horses.

I'm OKLAHOMAN, so I MUST talk like those people in Western movies.

I'm a SWIMMER, therefore I MUST be a lifeguard.

I'm a LIFEGUARD, therefore I MUST be a slut for preforming mouth-to-mouth CPR.

I'm a GYMNAST, therefore I MUST be a whore.

I'm a MALE GYMNAST, therefore I MUST be gay.

I'm a MALE BALLET DANCER, therefore I MUST be gay.

I don't TALK ABOUT SEX all day, therefore I MUST be stupid.

I'm POLISH, therefore MUST be an idiot.

I don't buy DESIGNER CLOTHES, therefore I MUST be poor.

My parents are DIVORCED, therefore I MUST be mentally unstable.

I grew up with a SMOKER/ALCOHOLIC/DRUG ADDICT, therefore I MUST be one myself.

I think STRING ORCHESTRA is better than band, therefore I MUST be an out-of-date geek.

I'm a COSPLAYER, therefore I MUST love attention, being glomped, and sewing.

I'm a serious CROSSPLAYER, therefore I MUST crossdress in real life and be gay/lesbian.

I'm from CHICAGO/NEW YORK, therefore I MUST own a gun.

I'm from CHICAGO/NEW YORK, therefore I MUST always worry about being shot.

I have a MENTAL disorder, therefore I MUST be stupid.

I lived/grew up with somebody with a MENTAL disorder, therefore I must have problems like theirs.

I've fallen in love with a good FRIEND, therefore I MUST have never only liked them as a friend.

I've fallen in love with a FRIEND of the SAME GENDER, therefore I MUST be a homosexual slut.

I have almost KILLED someone, therefore I MUST be a murderer intent on destroying everyone.

I've almost/have been ARRESTED, therefore I MUST be a desperate, psychotic bitch.

I have had SUICIDAL thoughts, therefore I MUST be emo and depressed.

I have had SUICIDAL thoughts, therefore I MUST be insane and deranged.

I HAVE BEEN BULLIED, so I MUST BE A LOSER

I am friends with a CUTTER, so I MUST be a CUTTER too.

I cry easily, so I MUST be a wimp.

I can't help pointing out mistakes so I MUST be an over-controlling perfectionist.

I DON'T LIKE to talk about my personal life so I MUST be having problems.