Hmmmmm... What to write...

Well, I'm from Massachusetts. If you dont live in the USA you probably know it was Boston. But I dont acually LIVE in the city of Boston.

And... my favorite color is purple, my real name is Lillian, and I love Gallagher Girls, Mortal Instraments, Twilight, Princess Academy, The Nameing, Gifted, The Heir Trilogy, NCIS, and Music ofcourse. :) Oh, and I'm 14. My hair is short, about mid-neck langeth, and it now has purple think highlights :)

I'm working on and have published the begining of a Gallagher Girls FanFiction, then I'll do a Mortal Instraments. Other ideas will come my way soon.

1) Are you in a relationship with somebody? no, not yet anyways ;)

2) Do you hate more than 3 people? No, I don't hate, its a sin. Jesus Freak for life!

3) How many houses have you lived in? One and a couple apt.s when I was a baby.

4) Favorite candy bar? hershey

5) Favorite shoes? converse or heals that make me taller

6) Have you ever tripped someone? everyday

7) Least favorite school subject? history and reading :)

9) Do you own a Britney Spears CD? NO!!!!!!!

10) Have you ever thrown up in public? Yes, amusment park when I was three

11) Name one thing that is always on your mind. Music

12) Favorite genre of music? any really, besides rap or gotho screamy scream

13) What is your zodiac sign? Pices but I dont beleve that stuff

14) What time were you born? Around 4 pm

15) Do you like beer? never had it, neva will

16) Ever made a prank phone call? cant say... its illeagal in MA... but McDonalds dont like me no more

17) What is the most embarrassing CD you own? ohh... um... Hannah Montanna from when I was like 11

18) Are you sarcastic? yes

19) What are your favorite colors? Purple and Black

20) How many watches do you own? I keep loosin em

Peace. Love. And Hugs. God bless you all!

-Lillian

If you have ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this into your profile.

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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?

I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't 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 that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cellphone or regular phone. I am the girl that stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain.

But I am also the girl who knows and is proud of who she is, doesn't care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing things no one seems to have the time to do anymore, who loves and is obsessed with little kiddie things like the Jonas Brothers and Disney Channel, who can express herself better without words than with words, and knows the importance of the little things.

Copy and Paste this onto your account, and add your name to the list, if you are anything like me, so the girls who are different and unique can know in their weakest times that they are unique, but not alone.

~PrettyFanGirl, Truth Be Told 13, creative-writing-girl13, Jasper 1006, DubbleV, iStartRiots, CourtneyXDuncanForver, musicaltheatergirl-dxc4eva, SamanthaFenton, Linzer, XxPurpleStarGazerxX~GallagherGirl73~

I'm not a tomboy, I'm just better than you.

I am who I am and I be who I be, you can kiss my butt if you don't like what you see.

I rather be hated for who I am, then loved for something I'm not.

Party hard, rock and roll. We're the class you can't control

I'm not clumsy, I just think faster than I move.

I'm not random, I just think quicker than you. Jealous?

What happens if you get scared half to death twice?

Does the noise in my head bother you?

When it rains at my party, we dance in the rain.

I can please only one person per day. Today is not your day. Tomorrow isn't looking good either.

I don't have an attitude problem. You have a perception problem.

The dinosaurs' extinction wasn't an accident. Barney came and they all committed suicide.

I'm the kind of kid who will burst our laughing in the middle of a dead silence because of something that happened yesterday.

When I was younger, my parents encouraged me to walk and talk. Now, all they want me to do is sit down and shut up!

REMEMBER WHEN ..
getting HiGH meant swinging at a playground?
the worst thing you could get from a boy was cooties?
when mom was your hero and Dad was the boy you were gonna marry?
when your W0RST ENEMiES were your siblings
and race issues were about who ran fastest?
when - WAR- was a card game
and life was simple and care free?
remember when all you wanted to do
WAS GROW UP?

Calling me FAKE won't make you REAL.

Calling me STUPID won't make you SMART.

Calling me WEAK won't make you STRONG.

Calling me UGLY won't make you PRETTY.

Calling me POOR won't make you RICH.

Calling me FAT won't make you PERFECT.

Calling me UNCOOL won't make you COOL.

So why bother?

Ok, that's it this is gonna go on FOREVVA! im done