Author has written 18 stories for Powerpuff Girls, Monster High, and Mario.
X3, Hi there! See that PM button up there? Don't be afraid to PM me!
My dA account: http://brickxblossom2501.deviantart.com/
Sorry for deleting the story: Chat time? Turns to fun time! :3. I was kinda forced to and now that I have, I have also deleted the documents to the story. Sorry to the fans of that story! :c
Oh sorry for deleting; Don't- Look, if you can't take a parody Guests/Mean Users then why read it? MY other stories are better than that! *cries* and Vampires or nothing!, they were kinda of inappropriate and nasty reviews were left behind...
Alert! Thanks for voting (or trying to vote!) for my poll! The results are;
1st Place: Brick and Blossom tied with Butch and Buttercup!
2nd Place: Boomer and Bubbles!
3rd Place: Others...whoever voted for that, please PM me...Or was that me? Hmm, oh wait, tee-hee, it was me! X3
What I wanna say about myself: I'm Cantonese and I barley have any true friends apart from: Liam Claude Sargent (my crush and maybe, my first ever true friend), Sarah Fisher, Cole Brewster, Blossom Fluff Pinky, Roxxianna, Voodoo Doll Blue, Clover, Cappuccino, Nibbles, Daisy, Tiger (who died), Patches, Vanilla, Chocolate, Boss, Hazelnut, my iPad, and others that send me PMs that I've known for quite a while...and real life. X3
WARNING: Don't judge me, I live in a world of judgement and luxury and I've had quite enough (not luxury though! X3)! JUDGE ME AND THEN...y'know watt'll happen to ya'll.
*No offense to my friends, sister and everyone here (BUT the mean people, you will regret messing with SXYL (that's my full name, initial style!) , I CAN PROMISE ALL YA'LLS THAT! XwX), this is real, I swear, I won't ever lie to you users here...I PROMISE!*
Name: Hell, why do you want my name? YOU FRICKIN' STALKER!
Age: Hell, why'd you wanna know my age? It's rude to ask a girl her age...okay, okay I'm 11- youngest of the sister group- Da-AWESOME-girl, Purple powerpuffGirl, Shady Breeze and Tokyo Girlz. *Sorry to- Blue-and-Green-Flames-Are-MINE, we just don't think you can be in this anymore. I apologize for this...unexpected notice.*
Nicknames: VV (Yes VV!) ,V and Vivi...My teachers and friends call me that...EVEN HELEN CLARK WHEN I WAS A BABY!...Not. a. joke.
Gender: Female, duh!
Favourites: Color: Sapphire Blue and Sleek Black! Food? KFC, Steak and RASPBERRY CANDIES! The thing I do most: Draw the PPG, RRB and my OCs and mostly new ones also, I LIKE PLAYING ON MY IPAD AND WITH MY PERSONAL GUINEA PIG, Clover (aka- The Beast)!
My favorite songs in order:
1.) What Makes You Beautiful- 1D
2.) One Thing- 1D
3.) Live While We're Young- 1D
4.) C'mon c'mon- 1D
5.) Back for you- 1D
6.) Make You Believe- I forgot the band/singer...
7.) Glamazon- Forgot...
And some really upbeat Cantonese songs.
Few facts about me: I swear, lie and trick peoples, I have a short temper and I didn't mean to but murdered 2 baby birds so hate me if you want but I was innocent...no, literally I mean it, I was innocent. And yes, my sistah is the stupid version of me.
Secrets: I'll tell you a few if you are promising but that doesn't mean you can tell anyone!!!
My likes: My crush..., GUINEA PIGS!!!!!, lookin' better than ever and the band...ONE DIRECTION!...AND MY SISTAHS! -the group, duh! X3
My dislikes: My dad for being mean sometimes, mom for spanking me for fun -o- , my sister for her stupidness, 'BULLIES and mangos, shrimp and prawn' because I'm allergic to the stuff in brackets...I also dislike tuna, people ignoring me and people telling me to shush when they should be the ones to be quiet (Like on the Burma Trail on 13/2/2013- NIGHT: 10:32 p.m.- I did a story 'bout it.)
My hates: Myia, definitely her! Um, people who don't love/like guinea pigs, don't like Sapphire Blue, Crystal Blue, Sleek Black, Jungle Green and Rosetta Red...and more sh*t.
Interests: Ancient Culture, Legends, Myths, Nature...What? You may consider me boring but I don't care! I'm just...Special the way I am *Remember that BFFE? X3*
Interesting facts: I have different eye and hair color; light brown eyes and light brown, dark brown and black hair from my family including my ancestors...
Sup?: And...I'm a very lucky girl. I get nearly anything I want but..then...I get a bit bratty...Okay a LOT of bitchy and bratty behavior from after all the things I get. And stuff people write on their profiles (no offense), DON'T WORK ON ME BECAUSE I'M A BLESSED GIRL. WITH MY BLESSED SOFT TOY GUINEA PIG, Blossom Fluff Pinky...this includes my real one, Clover Sapphire Li.
So...shame on you? Sorry!
Random 1D thing;
Harry: It's gotta be YOU! -...I HATE HIM!!!
Zayn: It's Gotta be ME! -I don't like him.
Niall: It's Gotta Be FOOD...! -1st fave! *heart, heart, HEART*
Liam: I really hate SPOONS... -3rd fave
Louis: Kevin where are YOU? -2nd fave
"They hurt her..."
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 she fell... They believed them.
FACT: About two months later, 16-year-old David Gregory read this post and 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 this 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.
She was violently treated all the time by her parents and classmates at the elementary school and she's was extremely ugly due to the constant violence. For revenge, she caught students from elementary and drug them around on the floor until they were badly mutilated. When reversing Hikiko's full name Mori Hikiko gives hikikomori, which means Social Withdrawal.
Do you live with or know about child abuse? If you do, or don't read the poem below, copy and paste it into your profile, you never know it just might make someone feel better and give them hope.
My name is Sarah. I am but three, My eyes are swollen, I cannot see, I must be stupid, I must be bad, what else could have made my daddy so mad? I wish I were better, I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all, I can't do a wrong thing or else I'm locked up all the day long. When I awake I'm all alone the house is dark my folks aren't home, when my mommy does come I'll try and be nice, so maybe I'll get just ONE whipping tonight. Don't make a sound! I just heard a car. My daddy is back from Charlie's Bar. I hear him curse, my name he calls I press myself against the very hard wall. I try and hide from his evil eyes, I'm so afraid now. I'm starting to cry, he finds me weeping, he shouts ugly words, says its my fault that he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me and yells at me more, I finally get free and I run for the door. He's already locked it and I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me against the hard wall. I fall to the floor with my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues with more bad words spoken. "I'm sorry!", I scream but it's now much too late. His face has been twisted into unimaginable hate. The hurt and the pain again and again Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end! And he finally stops and heads for the door, While I lay there motionless, sprawled on the floor My name is Sarah and I am but three, tonight my daddy MURDERED me.
There are thousands of kids out there just like Sarah. And you can help. Sickens me to my soul, and if you just read this and don't pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, cause you would have to be one heartless person to not be affected by this story. And because you are affected, do something about it! So all I am asking you to do, is take some time to send this on and acknowledge that this stuff does happen, and that people like her dad do live in our society and I pray for child abuse to wither out and die, but also pray for the safety of our youth. Please pass this poem on because as crazy as it might sound, it might just indirectly change a life. Hey, you NEVER know. Please put this on your site if you are; AGAINST CHILD ABUSE! bAcK iT uP!
XnX Child Abuse XnX
COPY AND PASTE INTO PROFILE! (I am not a victim, but this was really sad. It moved me. Please. Help stop child abuse.)
Let's all go back to our first story. You'd signed up for your account and waited impatiently/patiently for the waiting period before new users could post stories. And then, finally, you hit the post story button, and waited. Don't we all remember how excited we were when we checked the review count and see we'd actually gotten a review? We didn't even care if it was a two word, "Good chapter!" (even though we wished for more!). And as the reviews came in, you felt that smile creep across your face. The excitement (however small) you get when you see the review count go up is always enjoyable.
Are we really so cruel as to deny someone that feeling? It only takes five minutes tops. Join the revolution, take the pledge and paste this onto your profile.
I, Guineapigz2002, pledge to always try to thoughtfully review every chapter of every story I read. I pledge to not leave flames and only offer advice. I pledge to raise the review count, one chapter at a time.
C'mon peeps, take the pledge. =3
EPIC HUG TIME!
Send one to all your friends who you think deserve a hug (Which hopefully includes the person who sent it to you)!
You might send it to your enemies as well!
If you don't receive this back, nobody likes you, and they wish you'd stop bugging them!
If you receive this back 1 time, open up! Find more friends, enemies, or enemies pretending to be friends.
If you receive this back 2 times, you're off to a good start! (Unless you sent it to yourself! That's cheating!)
If you receive this back 3 times, you're a good friend.
If you receive this back 4 times, you're truly loved as a true friend!
YOU'VE BEEN HUGGED!
Spread the love around!
This is really sweet...
When a girl is not arguing, she is thinking deeply.
When a girl looks at you with her eyes full of question, she is wondering how long you will be around.
When a girl answers "I'm fine." after a few seconds, she is not fine at all.
When a girl stares at you, she is wondering why you are lying.
When a girl rests her head on you chest, she is wishing for you to be her's forever.
When a girl says "I love you." she means it.
When a girl says "I miss you." Nobody could miss you more than that.
Life only comes around once, so make sure you spend it with the right person.
Find a guy who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.
Wait for the guy who kisses you on your forehead.
Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.
The one who holds your hand in front of his friends and constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you there for him.
The one who turns to his friends and declares "That's her."
If you read this, you have to repost it, guy or girl, or you will have bad luck for the rest of your life.
If you repost this, in five minutes your true love will call or message you.
Tonight at midnight, they will realize that they love you.
Sonething good will happen at approximately 1:42 pm tommorrow, and it could happen anywhere.
So get ready for the biggest shock of your life.
If you don't repost this, you've been cursed with relationship problems for all of eternity!!!
Repost this to your profile, and spare yourself the emotional stress.
Brick and Blossom were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle.
Blossom: Slow down, I'm scared.
Brick: No, this is fun.
Blossom: No It's not. Please? It's too scary.
Brick: Then tell me you love me.
Blossom: I love you, now slow down.
Brick: Now give me a big hug.
*Blossom gives him a hug*
Brick: Can you take off my helmet and put it on yourself? It's bugging me.
In the news paper the next day, a motorcycle had crashed into a building due to brake failure. Blossom and Brick were on it, Blossom was the only one who survived. The truth was that halfway down the road Brick realized that the brakes were broken, and he didn't want Blossom to know. Instead, he made her give him a big hug and tell him she loved him one last time. Then, he had her put his helmet on knowing he would die.
*Please Put This On Your Profile If This Touches You*
When life gives you skittles, throw them at somebody and say:
"TASTE THE FREAKIN' RAINBOW!" X3
Can You read this...
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COME TO MY PARTY!
Special Guests: Jesus Christ and God The Father.
...Come As You Are! Bring Nothing but Your Heart and Soul.
1.) I NEED T0 TELL YOU A SECRET!, L00K AT #5.
Did you know...
1.) Kissing is healthy.
2.) Bananas are good for pain periods.
3.) It's good to cry.
4.) Chicken and Corn soup/stew actually makes you feel better.
5.) 94% of boys would love it if you sent them flowers.
6.) Lying is actually unhealthy. *Gasp, but I do it at home and get away with it...oh well, that's because I'm devil in angels clothing*
7.) The dinosaur's extinction wasn't an accident. Barney came and they all committed suicide. (X3, Just kidding)
8.) It's actually true, boys DO insult you when they like you.
9.) 89% of guys want YOU to make the first move...
10.) Chocolate will make you feel better. *Yummy...*
11.) Most boys think it's cute when you say the wrong thing.
12.) A true friend never judges. *Um, not true but is with my BFFE's*
13.) Boys aren't worth your tears. *Totally true*
14.) We all love surprises.
15.) Now...make a wish.
Wish REALLY hard!!!!!
WISH WISH WISH.
Your wish has just been received.
Copy and Paste this into your profile in the next fifteen minutes and...
Your wish will be granted. *No, it didn't happen to me, GOOD LUCK TO ALL OTHERS!*
JUST SO YOU KNOW...
Calling me FAKE won't make you REAL,
Calling me STUPID won't make you SMART, *Cause it won't*
Calling me WEAK won't make you STRONG, *Cause it won't*
Calling me UGLY won't make you PRETTY, *Cause it...wait, WHAT?! OF COURSE IT WON'T!*
Calling me POOR won't make you RICH, *Cause it won't*
Calling me FAT wont make you SKINNY, *...The heck?*
Calling me a COWARD wont make you OUTGOING,
Calling me MEAN won'т мαкє уσυ NICE,
Calling me WEIRD/STRANGE won'т мαкє уσυ NORMAL *Gasp!, I might catch your normal! But it's false actually, calling me strange WILL make you normal...unless you already are, like my BFFE*
Calling me USELESS won'т мαкє уσυ USEFUL, *WELL, DUH!*
Calling me GUILTY won'т мαкє уσυ INNOCENT, *But, I'm always innocent...*
Calling me BORING won'т мαкє уσυ FUN,
Calling me SHY won'т мαкє уσυ BRAVE, *It actually will...it works on me*
Calling me α LIAR won'т мαкє уσυ HONEST, *Huh? What'cha talkin' about?*
Calling me α LOSER won'т мαкє уσυ α WINNER,
Calling me α NERD won'т мαкє уσυ POPULAR, *DUH!, calling me a nerd only makes me more popular, it's true, I hate being so popular...ish*
Calling me α SLAVE won'т мαкє уσυ α MASTER, *Actually, turn it the other way round and it kinda does happen*
Calling me α FAILURE won'т мαкє уσυ SUCCESSFUL. *DUH!*
So why bother...? Every insult you make is only hurting YOU!
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.' I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a soccer game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him.
So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.'
He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!'
There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends. He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.
Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!' He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke.
I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a soccer scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.
Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous!
Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!' He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. 'Thanks,' he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began, 'Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach... but mostly your friends... I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.' I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.
He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. 'Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.' I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.
I saw his Mom and Dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.
You now have two choices, you can:
1.) Post this on your profile.
2.) Forget you read this and act like it didn't touch your heart.
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back.
The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.
The cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old woman replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
"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."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."
His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: "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 me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''
"OK," he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"
Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that Mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!''
"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
"My Mommy loves white roses."
A few minutes later, the old woman returned and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister
is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Now you have 2 choices:
1.) Repost this message.
2.) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.
You know what Mommy,
You went to the doctor today.
I can hear that doctor again.
I am okay.
Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped.
If you're against abortion, please re-post this...show you care.
This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murder chanted, "Toma Sota Balcu," as he buried her. Now that you have read this chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded.
A teenage girl about 17 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 hasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.
As she walked under the tall elm trees, She 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 was waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped around her, she felt 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 way 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 teen, 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 can identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man has been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked her for her bravery and asked if there was anything they can do for her. She asked if they can ask the man one question. She 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 either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone."
Did you know that 98% of the people that read this won't repost it?
Please read this...
Teacher: Can you see God?
Teacher: Can you touch God?
Teacher: Then God is not real!
-A student raises her hand-
Student: Excuse me sir, but can you see your brain?
Student: Can you touch your brain?
Student: Okay, so you don't have a brain!
Re-post if you would stand up for God.
Post this if you truly believe,
WHY DO BOYS FALL IN LOVE WITH GIRLS?!
So sweet, please don't break! ;3
1.) They will always smell good even if it's just conditioner.
2.) The way their heads always find the right spot on our shoulder.
3.) How cute they look when they sleep.
4.) The ease in which they fit into our arms.
5.) The way they kiss you and all of a sudden everything is right in the world.
6.) How cute they are when they eat.
7.) The way they take hours to get dressed but in the end it makes it all worth while.
8.) Because they are always warm even when its -25 outside.
9.) The way they look good no matter what they wear.
10.) The way they fish for compliments even though you both know that you think she's the most beautiful girl on this earth.
11.) How cute they are when they argue.
12.) The way her hand always finds yours.
13.) The way they smile.
14.) The way you feel when you see their name on the call ID after you just had a big fight.
15.) The way she says "Let's not fight anymore..." even though you know that an hour later...
16.) The way that they kiss after you have had a fight.
17.) The way they kiss you when you say "I love you."
18.) Actually...just the way they kiss you...
19.) The way they fall into your arms when they cry.
20.) Then the way they apologize for crying over something that silly.
21.) The way they hit you and expect it to hurt.
22.) Then the way they apologize when it does hurt (even though we don't admit it).
23.) The way they say "I missed you..."
24.) The way you miss them.
25.) The way their tears make you want to change the world so that it doesn't hurt her anymore...
Yet regardless if you love them, hate them, wish they would die or know that you would die without them it matters not. Because once in your life, whatever they were to the world they become everything to you. When you look them in the eyes, traveling to the depths of their souls and you say a million things without trace of a sound, you know that your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beatings of her very heart. We love them for a million reasons, no paper would do it justice. It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart.
This chain started in 2002.
It is a love chain letter.
In an hour you are supposed to repost this.
Now here comes the fun part.
You then say the name of the person you like or love and then the person will say "I love you!" or "Will you go out with me?"
NOW THE CONSEQUENCES!
The consequences are:
If you break the chain letter, you will have bad luck in future relationships.
If you don't break the chain, then you will be a happy camper!
You have been chosen to participate in the LONGEST and the LUCKIEST chain letter on the internet.
Once you read this letter, you must IMMEDIATELY (meaning within the hour) post it with the title "Why do boys fall in love with girls?" After you send it, make a wish and it will come TRUE.
Did you know? Before you go to sleep at night there is 1 person from the opposite rainbow, thinking of you, they want to kiss you on the lips, they want to be with you, they're always thinking about you before they go to sleep at night and they are longing to be with you. This is all true, not fake. If you re-post this on your page within 5 mins, that person who is longing to approach you will approach you in a month and ask you out or grab you and kiss you but if you break this chain no one will like you or ask you out for 45 years.
Believe in God.
See that girl you just called fat? She is starving herself.
Re-Post this if you are against bullying. I bet 95% of you won't,
Your life is probably not as harsh as theirs.
At age 8, your dad buys you an ice cream, your favorite flavor.
You thanked him by dripping it all over his lap.
When you were 9 years old, he paid for guitar lessons.
You thanked him by never even bothering to practice.
When you were 10 years old he drove you all day, from soccer to basketball to one birthday party after another.
You thanked him by jumping out of the car and never looking back.
When you were 11 years old, he took you and your friends to the movies.
You thanked him by asking to sit in a different row.
When you were 12 years old, he warned you not to watch certain TV shows.
You just waited until he left the house.
When you were 13, he suggested a haircut that was in fashion.
You thanked him by telling him he had no taste.
When you were 14, he paid for a month away at summer camp.
You thanked him by forgetting to write a single letter.
When you were 15, he came home from work, looking for a hug.
You gave him one by having your bedroom door locked.
When you were 16, he taught you how to drive his car.
You thanked him by taking it every chance you could. *CRASH!*
When you were 17, he was expecting an important call.
You just talked till midnight and never woke him up when the phone rang.
When you were 18, he cried at your high school graduation.
You thanked him by staying out partying until dawn.
When you were 19, he paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus carried your bags.
You thanked him by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.
When you were 21, he helped to pay for your wedding, and he told you how deeply he loved you.
You told him the same thing by moving halfway across the country.
When you were 47, he was ill and needed you to take care of him.
You took care of him by reading about the burden parents become to their children.
And then, one day, he quietly died. And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder on your heart. If you love your dad, post this on your profile. *Not true, I hate my Dad but, he's the only reason I live my life of luxury*
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Now go back and read every THIRD word from the top down, I betcha, ya can't resist passing it on!
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If you've ever had a mad laughing fit for no reason, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have SLAPPED your enemy b4, copy this onto your profile.
If you think that being unique is better than being cool then put this on your profile.
MARCH: Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Is spoilt heaps. -That's me!
NOVEMBER: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable -D.A.w.g.
DECEMBER: Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke, good sense of humor. Logical - Hi Liam...
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; my boyfriend, Liam that he wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister; That she is the only one 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.
And Mommy tell the doctors; I know that they really did try
I think I even saw one doctor, trying not to cry.
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 twins,
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 Liam, I'm sorry I to cancel the date.
I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true.
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...
And this is who I am. Got a PROBLEM with that!?
Do it one by one. Don't look ahead!
1.) Write the name of a person of the opposite sex. -Liam Claude Sargent.
2.) What is your favorite color out of red, black, blue, green, yellow? -BLUE!, definitely blue!
3.) Your first initial? -V
4.) Your month of birth? -March!
5.) Which color do you like more, black or white? -Hmm, white.
6.) Name of person same sex as you? -Da-AWESOME-girl!!!
7.) Your favorite number? -2501
8.) Do you like California or Florida more? -Erm, California?
9.) Do you like the lake or the ocean more? -Lake!!!
10.) Write down a wish (a realistic one!) *Writes down wish*
Are you done?
If so, scroll down.
1.) You love/like this person very much. *Gasp!* Well, he is my crush...
2.) If you choose:
Red: You're alert and your life is full of love.
Black: You are conservative and aggressive.
Green: Your soul is relaxed and you are laid back.
Blue: You prefer you own company but will always have your BFFE by your side. -TOTALLY TRUE!
Yellow: You are a very happy person and you give good advice to those who are down.
3.) If your initial is:
A-K: You have a lot of love and friendship in your life.
L-R: You try to live life to its maximum and your future love life is soon to blossom.
S-Z: You like to help others and your future love life looks good. -Really?, I'm bad with romance so, AW, C'MON!
4.) If you were born in:
Jan-Mar: The year will go by very well for you and you will discover that you fall in love with someone totally unexpected. *groans*...Not again...!
Apr-Jun: You will have a strong love relationship that will not last long but the memories will last forever.
July-Sept.:You will have a great year and experience a major life changing experience for the good.
Oct-Dec: Your love life will not ve to great but you'll eventually fick your soul mate.
5.) If you choose:
Black: Your life will take on a different direction, It will seen hard at the time but will be the vest thing for you, and you will be glad for the change
White: You will have a friend who completely confides in you and would do anything for you, but you may not realize it. -But I do!
6.) This person is your best friend. -No she's not she's my BFFE!=Best Friend For Eternity!
7.) This is how many close friends you have in a lifetime. -Pft...yeah right.
8.) If you choose:
California: You like adventure. -YAY!...ish.
Florida: You are laid back person.
9.) If you choose:
Lake: You are loyal to your friends and your love. And you are very reserved. -Ugh, no I'm not...wait, I mean, I am loyal (to my true friends, not a certain girl named Myia...!), I'm just not...reserved for anyone/anything.
Ocean: You are spontaneous and like to please people. -I'm more like this.
10.) This wish will only come true if you RE-POST THIS BULLETIN in one hour and it will come true before your next birthday! *Pft, it didn't happen though!*
The Rowdyruff Boys: Beware of their powers and evilness and- Who am I kidding? They're so adorable! Brick: Damn you. Butch: Hell yeah I am! Boomer: HUG! Copy and Paste this if you're a Ruff Fan!
I stole this from someone AWESOME, so you can do the same! ;3
Without GOD, our week would be:
Repost this if you are not ashamed of GOD.
If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.
I believe in angels, the kind that heaven sends. I'm surrounded by these angels, but I call them my best friends.
If you have a super long profile and you're proud of it, copy and paste this into your profile.
Brynn: Am I pretty?
Tonight at midnight your true love will realize they love you.
Something good will happen to you, tomorrow it could be anywhere.
Get ready for the shock of your life! If you don't paste this to your profile...you will have relationship problems for the next ten years.
My favorite pairings:
Butch and Blossom
Boomer and Buttercup
Brick and Blossom
Butch and Buttercup
Boomer and Bubbles
Butch and Bubbles
Boomer and Blossom
Brick and Buttercup
Mitch and Bunny
Mitch and Robin
And more! ;3
The pairings I hate:
Brick and Berserk- Friends ONLY
Brick and Brute- Friends ONLY
Brick and Brat/Bubbles- I HATE ALL
Brick and Princess Morbucks- I HATE ALL
Butch and Brute- Friends ONLY
Boomer and Brat- Friends ONLY
And more! ;3
The pairings I ship:
Butch and Remedyia
Butch and Bliss
Brick and Blossom
Butch and Buttercup
Boomer and Bubbles
Butch and Blossom
Boomer and Buttercup- as friends and soon!
Butch and Bubbles- as friends and coming soon!
And more! ;3
Extraz: Here's the OCs I'm going to do when I write Powerpuffs stories.
GSB: Batch (sapphire blue), Brains (aqua mixed with blue), Bract (dark blue with rips) and Boo (indigo) Oh and GSB means: Gangam Style Boys: good
GSG: Bluebell (sapphire blue), Bluecell (aqua mixed with blue), Bluemell (dark blue with rips) and Bluebee (indigo) Oh and GSG means: Gangam Style Girls: evil
RRG: Brinnlely, Bauxite and Ballet (brown and orange color) : evil
NNG: Breeze, Bead and Bites (aqua): good
SSG: Brigitte, Bridge and Brig (yellow): good
TTGz: Jail the poisoned vampire, Wave the sea monster, Spirit the ghost, Kill the devil and her twin, Hope the Angel: evil...and they ruin halloween for Townsville, X3
BBG: Bratatina the leader, Britch the cute one and Bullalina the tough one and are elder sisters of the PPnk.
Beck: the leader but is the youngest of the trio, has jazzberry pink and daisy pink eyes, has her orange mixed with red hair down with a dark punk pink bandana and wears a jazzberry pink spiky wristband and daisy pink dress with a punk pink stripe in the middle and punk pink shoes with daisy pink socks.
Bomb: the cute one, has sapphire blue eyes, has her blonde and sun yellow hair in two ponytails with silver hair ties and wears a crystal blue tank top with a sapphire blue stripe and a dark blue and sapphire blue belt, also wears a pair of denim shorts and sapphire and crystal blue knee high evil boots.
Break: the tough one, has nile green and red eyes, has his dark black hair with nile green and red stripes down, flicked to one side, wears a grass green tank top and grass green shorts and a red belt, nile green wristbands, nile green sneakers and emerald socks.
FruitiTutti Girls- I'll describe the others later- ADOPTABLES!
Limearine Zezty Citressa: The leader of the FruitiTutti Girls. She wears her blonde and sunshine yellow hair in a high ponytail with a emerald hair tie, huge silver bead earrings with a sapphire blue heart on the end on both thy earrings. She wears a emerald tank top with a black line in the middle and the bottom color, right at the start where the black stripe ends, it's grass green. Emerald shorts and grass green socks and green sneakers.
Her secret: She has a crush on Limeade but won't admit it.
HER COUNTERPART: Limeade Sour Citrus: The leader of the FruitiTutti Dudes.
His secret: He's in love with his enemy, Limearine but is a too much of a "scaredy cat" to admit it.
Lemonrina Fizzy Citressa: The cute one.
COUNTERPART: Lemonade Fizzalot Citrus: The "dumb" one.
Orangestix Tangy Citressa: The tough one.
COUNTERPART: Orangeade Fresh Citrus: The tough one.
Cupid's daughters: I got this idea from Youtube.
Heart: Has soft spiky electric pink colored hair that she wears down with a daisy pink headband with a rosetta pink heart on the right side and has pale peach colored skin and has daisy pink and dark pink eyes (daisy pink left side, dark pink left side). Wears a daisy pink tank top with a dark pink heart on the right side and a skirt that starts with a rosetta pink strip on the top, tilting a bit on the right and a daisy pink skirt with a dark pink heart on the left side. She wears daisy pink socks and dark pink powerpuff styled shoes and dark pink wristbands.
Power: To bring back anyone she wants back to life and she's a cleverly sweet girl that can't die, currently, 8 years old. Lives to be 100,000,000,000,000 years old. (She's still truly young!)
Also can: SQUEAL/SCREAM SO LOUDLY, SHE CAN CRACK WINDOWS, SUPER SPEED, CAN'T BE HYPNOTIZED AND GETS UPSET IF SOMETHING OR SOMEONE IS PLOTTING AGAINST HER FATHER AND HAS TO TELL THE RRB...EVENTUALLY.
Weakness: She love raspberry sweets and goes nuts for them but won't if her father is in danger. She gets help from friends to defeat: Princess Morbucks, HIM and others who would love to get their hands on their fathers money and be powerful. HAS A STEP-SISTER NAMED: Heart-Maker (My sister's OC, Guineabread, she will write on her profile soon!).
Heart-Breaker: Is Heart's older sister and is a daredevil with a purple eye and red outlines and red eyes with purple outlines (left: purple/red, right: red/purple). Has insane hair colors: soft pink, light sapphire blue, black highlights and light purple. Wears a headband with dark pink on the left and light pink on the right, the icon is a broken heart, purple on the left and red on the right. Wears random colored spiky wristbands and high heel evil boots (color, left shoe: pink, dark pink and purple, right shoe: red, dark pink and purple.) Wears a light pink dress with a cracked line down the middle and has a purple and red broken heart on the right on the top and a purple and red broken heart at the bottom.
Power: Has ten pets: All ten are mythical pets. Pets: a Giant Scorpion, a Chupacabra, a Chemical X powered Guinea Pig...I'll name the rest later. Lives to be 100,000,000,000,005 years old.
Also can: BE BRATTY AND BITCHY TO GET HER WAY.
Weakness: Same as Heart, they both love their dearly but she is easily known as the one that solves faster than her sibling. HAS A STEP-SISTER NAMED: Heart-Maker (My sister's OC, Guineabread, she will write on her profile soon!).
The SweetStuff Kidz!- I shall get to describing them when I finish their pictures: I created them during maths period in class, my teacher was nice enough to let me finish Brynn but not enough time for Bench, Blast and Box. GO MS. DAVIDSON!
Bench: The leader.
Brynn: The adorable and intelligent one, she has a short saffron yellow pigtail on the left side of her head and a long saffron yellow pigtail on the right. Has a half Butch and half Boomer sunshine yellow fringe and has little sapphire blue heart scrunchies and wears a dress like the powerpuff girls but is sapphire blue at the top and light blue starting from the top to the bottom and wears sapphire blue flats. BFFE: Chi Chi.
Blast: The tough one.
Box: The...AW, who cares! IDK!
Berry: The leader
Banshee: Brynn's beloved boyfri- um, BFFE/BFFA.
Barrie: The tough one.
The CultureStuff Kidz!
Chi Chi- Has velvet brown eyes, wears her soft and deep brown hair in 2 low pigtails, held together by rosetta pink hair ties, has a deep brown fringe and the 2 pigtails have soft brown and deep brown, half on each side. Wears a bow like Blossom's but is daisy pink and rosetta pink, has a dress like Brynn's but is rosetta pink, black then light pink. Wears rosetta pink slippers like Brynn and speaks 2 languages; Cantonese and Japanese. BFFE: Brynn.
Ni Chi- I'll describe her later.
Ti Chi- I'll describe her later.
Bangboo- I'll describe him later.
Barrlboo- I'll describe him later.
Bamboo- I'll describe him later.
Raspberry and Bloom: 2 BFFE/BFFA's, mostly me (Raspberry) and Da-AWESOME-girl (Bloom)!
Description!- Raspberry!- She has long crystal blue hair with a daisy pink and rosetta red bow and rosetta pink eyes and daisy pink eyeshadow and very pale soft peach skin, wears a cute little dress, daisy pink top with a rosetta pink heart, has a sapphire blue waistband and the rest of the dress is daisy pink with rosetta pink lines in the little triangles.
Description!-Bloom! *That's you my BFFE!*- I shall get to describing her soon!
The Rainbow Twinz- Imagine the Biskit twins and then blue and green (Brittany) and pink and purple (Whitney) school outfits (a normal school shirt with a tie on them and and cheerleading skirt and plain colored flats) with each having their hair in a spiky ponytail (sometimes I guess, sometimes they let their hair down) tied together with a blue, green and black bow (Brittany) and pink, purple and black bow (Whitney) and then pink hair for Brittany and blue for Whitney and there.
Remedyia- She's the crystal blue haired one. Left side covering her eye, a sapphire blue fringe with sapphire blue highlights, wears a sapphire blue and emerald green school shirt with a sapphire blue and crystal blue tie, a grass green cheerleading skirt with blue triangles around it, wears sapphire blue flats.
Disturbia- She's the daisy pink haired one. Right side, covering her eye, a rosetta pink fringe with rosetta pink highlights wears rosetta red and dunk purple school shirt with a rosetta pink and daisy pink tie, a punk purple cheerleading skirt with rosetta red triangles around it, wears rosetta red flats.
Monster High!- I'm only posting a few here...
Karin De-Ville- My main OC.
MY 7 BFFE's are: Da-AWESOME-girl, Liam, Grace, Sarah and the young trio; Bianca, Aimee and Ashleigh! And my sistahs!...Arson too!
That'z it fur now! And, don't worry, I'm not evil or anything, just...A LUCKY DEVIL IN ANGELS CLOTHING! X3...actually, I act like a teenager even though I'm just a young, intelligent and innocent preteen.
Current Mood: Confused, 'EXTREMELY' stressed out and close to death!
1.) Why did someone copy stuff from my profile and didn't change it? Liam Claude Sargent is MY crush, not yours. *insane cat hiss* Mind tellin' me?...Blue-and-Green-Flames-Are-MINE??? I'll be waiting...but just tell me why, that's all I wanna know.
2.) MY SCIENCE PROJECT!!! NU!!! *cries in corner*
3.) MY LIFE IS AT RISK!
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