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Bluh, it's about time I wrote something different in here! XP I still appreciate reviews, and story ideas are welcome too! I will usually respond quickly to PMs or reviews, but my behavior online is sporadic, so I can vanish occasionally.

I am a gamer, an otaku, a nerd, a geek... I am a fangirl. I have been known to randomly start making references from things no one else has heard of, and then oscillate rapidly between anger and depression when nobody gets them. I have many, many skills... And I suck at each and every one of them. I am a Cancer, I love music, and while I enjoy reading and hate P.E, I am perfectly happy with a hammer, a ladder, and a handful of nails. Almost every important inanimate object in my life has a nickname. I love quotes. I still watch cartoons, and I always will! I also still have fictional crushes.

My cat has my personality, and sometimes I hate that about him...

When I Want to Cuddle: "NOOOO put me down! I have important things to do, like chase birds and SLEEP!"

When I'm Busy: "Nope too bad you're done now, pet me."

Thinking, "I know who you are! Get out of my head!" just in case someone is trying to read your mind.

PLEASE READ: Right click the link at the top of this page, and you will see why I went inactive over the winter! I tend to die when school starts in the winter, and resurrect in the summer, which is exactly what I told everybody over in Fictionpress, in reverse.

LIFE GOALS:

1. Read a fanfic written for my own published work

2. See someone make a reference referring to ME

This is true immortality. ;w;

(...That face is still weird though...)

I am the girl that doesnt go to school dances, or games, and when I do, I sit in the corner and read a book. Im the girl people look through when they say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activitys most teenagers wouldnt call normal. I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl who doesnt spend all her time on Myspace, or talking to girlfriends on a cell phone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasnt been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. BUT im also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesnt care if people call her weird (its a compliment), who loves reading and writting and doing the things no one seems to have time for anymore, who loves and is obbsessed with Twilight and Maximum Ride, who can express herself with words better the actions, who doesnt need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of the little things. Copy and paste this to your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are diffrent and unique can know in their weakest time that they are unique but not alone: Iheartjake, TeamJacob101, Boysareadrag, The Dawn is Breaking, twilite addict, The Lonely Teenager, AliceDaSpaz, Skittle.Rocke., Silent_Broken_Heart, St. Fang of Boredom, demrifancy, Flying werecats

Try Not To Cry

Mommy...Johnny brought a gun to school.

He told his friends that it was cool,

And when he pulled the trigger back,

It shot with a great, huge crack.

Mommy, I was a good girl, I did what I was told,

I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!

When I went to school that day,

I never said good-bye.

I'm sorry that I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.

When Johnny shot the gun, he hit me and another,

And all because Johnny, got the gun from his brother.

Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,

And please tell Zack; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.

And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now,

And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now

And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best

Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest

Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,

And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass

Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one, though. deserves this.

But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.

But mommy, it's not fair, I left without a kiss.

I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.

Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,

But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest

When I heard that great, big crack, I ran as fast as I could

Please listen to me if you would,

I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new

I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,

I wanted to be an actress, I really wanted to live.

But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,

Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry I to cancel the date.

I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true

And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you"

In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech Students Who Were Lost Please if you would, Don't smash this on the ground. If you pass this on, Maybe people will cry, Just keep this in your heart, For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye".

Now you have 2 choices,

1) Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as "Try Not To Cry"

2) Don't send it, and you have just proven how cold-hearted you really are...

A black man walks into a cafe one early morning and noticed that he was the only black man there. As he sat down, he noticed a white man behind him.

The white man said, "Coloured people are not allowed here."

The black man turned around and stood up. He then said:

"When I was born I was black,"

"When I grew up I was black,"

"When I'm sick I'm black,"

"When I go in the sun I'm black,"

"When I'm cold I'm black,"

"When I die I'll be black."

"But you sir..."

"When you're born you're pink,"

"When you grow up you're white,"

"When you're sick, you're green,"

"When you go in the sun you turn red,"

"When you're cold you turn blue,"

"And when you die you turn purple."

"And yet you have the nerve to call me coloured"

The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away...

Copy this onto your site and help stop racism!

Her name was Auroura
She was only five
This is what happened
When she was alive

Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic

Her only friend
was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair

She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lays there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound

Until her parents
unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll have to endore

A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?

But she grabs her bear
And softly crys
She loves her parents
But they want her to die

She sits in the corner
Quiet but thinking,
" God, why? Why is
My life always sinking? "

Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did

Then one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by

Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made

She thrusted the blade
Right in her chest,
" You deserve to die
You worthless pest! "

The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dying
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying

Police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse

One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lying on the floor

It must have been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best friend in her arms

If you hate child abuse then repost this on your profile. If you don't then you have no soul!!

My favorite characters EVER:

Zorbak & Thatch (Death the Kid, from Soul Eater!)

Current favorite series: Cirque Du Freak

GO MADAM OCTA!! XD

I wanna preforming spider, too!! Or an Acromantula... O.o

If you love/like/are obsessed with Casper's Scare School, Copy and Paste this on your profile, and add your name and favorite character to the list: Flying Werecats(Thatch)

If you're in love with a character that doesn't even exist -that is NOT a Cullen-, copy this into your profile.

If several inanimate objects hate you copy and paste this into your profile.

If you like singing songs at random points in the day, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have music in your soul, copy this into your profile.

If you have inside jokes...with yourself...copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have more than 100 books in your room, copy this into your profile.

If you haven't died yet, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you love random copy and paste quotes, copy and paste this on your profile!

If your profile is long, copy this onto it to make it even longer.

there's nothing wrong with arguing with yourself. It's when you argue with yourself and LOSE when it's weird. If you agree, copy this and put it in your profile.

If you can be quiet one second and hyper in another, but don't have mood swings, copy this in your profile.

If you think that the kids should stop chasing Lucky and leave the leprechaun alone, then copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever been accused of being emo copy and paste this into your profile.

If you hear voices of characters in your head...copy and paste this on you're profile.

If you ever threatened a computer copy and paste this in your profile.

If the Voices of your characters threaten to drive you Mad(or Madder) copy this to your profile.

If your Characters talk to you in your head, copy this to your profile.

If YOU respond/talk to your Characters, copy this to your- SHUT UP, ALL OF YOU! I'M NOT WRITING YOUR STORY RIGHT NOW!- profile.

Less than 1 percent of female teenagers in the US don't use make-up. Are you one of those who don't? BE PROUD AND GLUE THIS THING IN YOUR PROFILE!

If your fashion sense is “is it comfortable?” copy this into your profile.

If you like to randomly spout off a quote by some random person, copy this to your profile.

If you keep a 'Quote Box', 'Quote Book' or anything similar, copy this to your profile.

If you've ever wondered what you are like in another dimension, copy and paste this in your profile.

If you can go on a sugar buzz without even eating sugar, again, join the club and copy and paste this to your profile.

If you don't know why people can't get it through their heads that members of the opposite sex can just be friends, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you've ever cursed at an inanimate object and later apologized to it, put this in your profile

If when you sing, the full meaning of the song sometimes hits you full force and you start to cry, copy this to your profile.

if you reference random movies and books in everyday conversation with people who havn't a clue about what you mean by it, put this in your profile.

if when people do get your references you strike up a conversation patterned after your thoughts on the movie/book, put this if your profile.

if you swear using swears from fantasy worlds( odd's bobs, hakoi scorch me, gahbingled, slag, by the first fires, etc) copy this to your profile.

If you get amused saying "Sullen Cullen sparkled himself to death," copy and paste this in your profile.

if you like to match characters and situations from your fave books/own works to songs, copy and paste this in your profile.

FRIENDS WITHOUT FACES

We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens

We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.

With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze

Looking for something or someone, as we with in a daze.

We chat with each other, we type all our woes

Small groups we do form, and gang up on our foes.

We wait for somebody, to type out our name.

We want recognition, but it is always the same.

We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes flirt.

In PM's we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.

We do form friendships - but - how, we don't know

But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.

Why is it on screen that we can be so bold

Telling our secrets, that have never been told.

Why is it we share the thought in our mind

With those we can't see, as though we were blind.

The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell.

We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.

We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must,

So we turn to the 'puter, and to those we can trust.

Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains

They are Friends Without Faces, and odd little names.

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