I love music, mostly punk stuff like Bowling For Soup, Avenged Sevenfold and My Chemcial Romance, but Wada Kouji is amazing, I love Vocaloid too (YAY! LEN! MIKUO!)
My favorite flims/programes/animes are; Yu-Gi-Oh!, Digimon, Ouran High School Host Club, Fruits Basket, Vampire Knight, Haruhi Suzumiya, Naruto/Naruto Shippuden, Harry Potter, Lord Of The Rings, Percy Jackson, Charmed, House, Numbers, Being Human, Merlin, NCIS, The Simpsons, Family Guy Futurama, The Muppets. I love weird, rare and unlikey parings (Goggle heads/loners). I am in LOVE with Cardfight! Vanguard
Here is the copy & paste secton(the higher up stuff is really sad, you have been warned):
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
If you're against abortion, re-post this.
PLEASE READ WHAT'S UNDER THIS!!
I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday.
Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it
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 lady 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 afterall, 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 lady 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
Mummy...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 crack Mummy 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 But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another And all because he got the gun from his older brother Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much And please tell Chris, 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 that I'll be waiting for her now And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest Mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class And never to forget this and please don't let this pass Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this Mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest But mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest Mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack Mummy 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 Mummy I wanted to live But mummy I must go now The time is getting late Mummy tell my Chris I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date I love you mummy I always have I know you know it's true Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you" In memory of the Colombine students that were lost Please if you would Pass this around I'd be happy if you could Don't smash this on the ground If you pass this on Maybe people will cry Just keep this in heart For the people that didn't get to say "goodbye" AndNow you have two choices 1) repost and show you care 2)or just ignore it and show people that the place your heart should be is bare (Please just copy and paste this on to your site and show that you care)
My dad was a wonderful man. He was so kind and caring. He did all that he could for the world, helping those in need even when they blatantly refused help. Dad was a tall man, not giant tall, but tall enough to be noticed. His wonderfully bronze colored skin made his topaz colored eyes more noticeable. His shoulder length dark black with crimson highlights in it caught many peoples attention; however his heart was taken by my papa, me, and my sister.
My papa was a gentle, kind man. He, like my dad, loved to help those in need. He ignored the cruel, hateful things that others said about him, just because he fell in love with a male. My papa was a shorter then my dad, barely making it to 5 foot 5. This was due abuse that my papa suffered when he was little, just because my papa’s dad didn’t like papa because papa’s mommy died when papa was born. He was pale in skin color, but not that sickly pale and his bright, sapphire blue eyes shimmered with a deep, soul shattering sadness that he covered up well. He, like dad, had shoulder length auburn red hair that, in the right light, seemed to catch fire.
My sister and I were born 7 years after dad and papa got married. Our surrogate was a wonderful woman with golden blonde locks and dark brown eyes. She was very kind, and had even said that if dad and papa wanted anymore, she would be willing to host our little brother or sister like she did for us. That made dad and papa very happy, because they knew that one day; they would love to have more children.
Sakura and I were identical twins, save for our eyes. While she had papa’s black hair with auburn highlights and our surrogates’ dark brown eyes, I got papa’s sapphire blue eyes. We had a combination of dad, papa, and our surrogates’ skin, which made a beautiful olive brown color. Our poor dad had so much trouble letting us go to our Homecoming Dance last year.
We lived in a wonderful 2-story brown house surrounded by fields of grass and cows. In our backyard there was a variety of apple and cherry trees that during the fall, was a beautiful sight that made my papa bring out his easel and paint the view the fields made. Sakura, my sister, and I had a garden in the back to. We grew so many things like pumpkins, potatoes, green beans, strawberries, raspberries, blueberries, beets, corn, and many others. We had so much fun planting and harvesting the plants we grew.
Everything was perfect. Sakura and I grew up with two loving parents, had lots of friends, and had the best childhood ever. We were our daddies little girls and were promptly spoiled rotten (well, as much as they could). That is, until they came.
They were a group of anti-gays that had come to ‘purge the world of those who defied God’ that called themselves Purgens. They attacked in the middle of the night, when dad, papa, Sakura, and I were all asleep. It was the night before Christmas, and Sakura and I were so excited. Papa had promised us that Dad would teach us how to drive the next day, as Papa was just getting over from being sick. Dad and Papa had come rushing into our room (it was a tradition for Sakura and I to spend the night with each other every Christmas) when the first wisps of smoke came through. Dad and Papa took us by our hands and led us out of the rooms, smoke making it difficult to breathe. We had made it out to the hallway when strange men came and grabbed dad and papa from behind and had thrown them to the ground. A few others grabbed me and Sakura when we tried to go and help them.
They wore disgusted looks on their faces that were only partially covered with masks when they would look at Sakura, papa, dad and I. Dad and Papa were on the floor, pleading for them to let us go. The people just grinned, before they started beating papa and dad with metal and wooden bats that we hadn’t notice until now. They taunted and cursed our parents with every swing. Blood sprayed all over the place, and no matter how much pleading Dad and Papa did, they didn’t stop. If anything, the beatings became even worse. Sakura were screaming and crying, telling them to stop, when they turned on us.
Dad screamed at them to leave us alone as one of the males grabbed me and quickly stripped me of my clothes. Those men took mine and my sisters’ innocence that night; over and over again as they flames steadily rose higher and higher. Dad and Papa were forced to watch, which made me sick. After they were done, they started beating us again.
Papa was the first to go, with a final blow to his head that sent him crashing into a wall, where he took his last breath.
Dad followed soon after when one of the people took out a gun, and blew our fathers brains across the room.
Then they turned on us. They gave us small looks of sympathy, as if they were sorry for what they had to do. I remember clearly what that man said to us, before they finished.
“You should never have been born.”
A single shot rang through the night, before the flames devoured our bodies.
As Sakura and I sit here in the mortal world, wandering around looking for our daddy and papa, we have only to think this:
Why us? What did we do to warrant such anger? What was wrong with loving the person who your soul cried out for? Was it so wrong, to fall in love?
We, two children who were cared for by two wonderful people, were murdered just because our dad and papa were gay and in love.
If this story touched your heart, then please post this on your profile.
If it didn't, and your a homophobic, then ignore this and let those who have died make you think about your actions.
For people that hate stereotypes: If you think people should just shut up and stop, put this on your profile. (BOLD the ones you are.)
I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
(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)"Coloured people are not allowed here."
The white man said
The black man turned around and stood up. He then said:
"But you sir..."
"When you're born you're pink,"
(The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away...)
This next one is really sad, you have been warned
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 endure
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 cry's
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 thrust 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 heart!!
Ok serious/sad ones over
FRIENDS: Will comfort you when he rejects you.
BEST FRIENDS: Will go up and ask him, "It's because you're gay, isn't it?"
FRIENDS: Will be there for you when he breaks up with you.
BEST FRIENDS: Will call him up and whisper, "Three days..."
FRIENDS: Helps you up when you fall.
BEST FRIENDS: Keeps on walking saying, "Walk much, dumb ass?"
FRIENDS: Helps you find your prince.
BEST FRIENDS: Kidnaps him and brings him to you.
FRIENDS: Will ask you if you're okay when you're crying.
BEST FRIENDS: Will laugh at you and say, "Ha Ha, Loser!"
FRIENDS: Will offer you a soda.
BEST FRIENDS: Will dump theirs on you.
FRIENDS: Will sit at the side of the pool with you at that time of the month.
BEST FRIENDS: Will throw you a tampon and push you in.
FRIENDS: Gives you their umbrella in the rain.
BEST FRIENDS: Takes yours and says, "Run, CHICKEN, RUN!!"
FRIENDS: Will help you move.
BEST FRIENDS: Will help you move the bodies.
FRIENDS: Will bail you out of jail.
BEST FRIENDS: Would be in the room next to you saying, "That was awesome! Let's do it again!"
FRIENDS: Never ask for anything to eat or drink.
BEST FRIENDS: Helps themselves and are the reason why you have no food.
FRIENDS: Call your parents by Mr. and Mrs. and Grandpa, by Grandpa.
BEST FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD and MOM and Grandpa, GRAMPS!
FRIENDS: Would bail you out of jail.
BEST FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you sayin "DAMN! We messed up!"
FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
BEST FRIENDS: Wont tell everyone else you cried...just laugh about it with you in private when your not down anymore.
FRIENDS: Asks you to write down your number.
BEST FRIENDS: Has you on speed dial.
FRIENDS: Borrows your stuff for a few days then gives it back.
BEST FRIENDS: Loses your stuff and tells you, "My bad...here's a tissue."
FRIENDS: Only know a few things about you.
BEST FRIENDS: Could write a very embarrassing biography on your life story...
FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
BEST FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you
FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.
BEST FRIENDS: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME."
FRIENDS: You have to tell them not to tell anyone.
BEST FRIENDS: Already know not to tell.
FRIENDS: Are only through middle school/high school/college. (aka: drinking buddies)
BEST FRIENDS: Are for life.
FRIENDS: Will be there to take your drink away from you when they think you've had enough.
BEST FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place & say "Bitch drink the rest of that ! You know we don't waste!
FRIENDS: Would read and ignore this.
BEST FRIENDS: Will repost this shit!
Friend: Will help me find my way when I'm lost.
Friend: Will help me learn to drive.
Friend: Will watch my pets when I go away.
Friend: Will help me up when I fall down.
Friend: Will bail me out of jail.
Friend: Will go to a concert with me.
Friend: Asks me for my number.
Friend: Hides me from the cops.
Friend: lets me make an idiot of myself in public.
now for semoehtnig itnresitng...
i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty
If you could read that put it in your profile
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Normal people VS. YuGiOh fans
Normal people: rely on their local weatherman for the weather forecast.
YuGiOh fans: would rather rely on Ishizu for future predictions.
Normal people: say OMG!
YuGiOh fans: Say oh my RA !
NORMAL PEOPLE: say shut up or I'll tell on you!
Normal people: Think bad guys are very ugly
YuGiOh fans: Know a lot better and absolutely love Bakura and Marik.
Normal people: when being chased yell HELP ME SOMEBODY!
YuGiOh fans: when being chased yell HELP ME MARIK.
Normal People: get nervous or scared during thunderstorms.
Normal People: would choose somewhere sunny to go for vacation.
Normal people: Would be scared when they see people in purple cloaks chasing them.
YuGiOh fans: Just know that Marik sends his rare hunters to be sure that you are fine.
Normal people: Get freaked out when they see scary people on motorcycles
YuGiOh fans: Know a lot better and know that it is Marik or Valon the badass Australian.
Normal people: Think YuGiOh is just a stupid children’s card game
YuGiOh fans: Know a lot better and know that it even was in the Egyptian past.
Normal people: Think little people are stupid.
YuGiOh fans: Think that Mokuba is way too cute to be stupid. (Unless they are Abridged fans “Shut up Mokuba”)
Normal people: Would never go to an orphanage
YuGiOh fans: Know better and go a lot to orphanages to check out if there is someone like Seto.
Normal people: Think Egypt is stupid
YuGiOh fans: Would go immediately to Egypt, because maybe Marik is there!
Normal people: Would never buy to expensive thing because they might become out of money.
YuGiOh fans: Would just kidnap Mokuba and force Seto to shop with them.
Normal People: Solve all their problems by suing people
YuGiOh Fans: Solve all their problems by playing a children's card game (YGO! The Abridged quote Copyright: Little Kuriboh)
If you are a YuGiOh fan, then put this on your profile
If at first you don't succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried.
If you've ever been on your computer for hours on end reading numerous fanfics, copy and paste this.
If you have ever copy or pasted something onto your profile, copy and paste.
If you have a scary crush on a book anime or game character copy and post this into your profile
"I'm bringing sexy back..." Copy and paste this into your profile if you never even knew sexy was gone.
If you think villains rock and are da bomb, copy and paste this into your profile!
"Villains are the new heroes. We dress better and are MUCH hotter!" If you love all villains and baddies and psychos in fandoms, copy and paste this onto your profile.
If you think that several anime characters are sexy, paste and copy this on your profile.
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If Your Life Was a Movie, What Would the Soundtrack be?
First Day At School:
Falling In Love:
High school flashback:
Getting Back Together:
Birth Of Child:
Here ya go, ladies...the comebacks you've always needed (these are not mine)
Man: Where have you been all my life?
1. Write the name of a person of the opposite sex. Len
1. You are completely in love with this person.
2. If you choose:
3. If your initial is:
4. If you were born in:
5. If you choose...
6. This person is your best friend.
7. This is how many close friends you have in a lifetime.
8. If you choose...
9. If you choose...
10. This wish will come true only if you RE-POST THIS BULLETIN in one hour and it will come true before your next birthday.
Things I Am Not Allowed To Do At Hogwarts:
1) The Giant Squid is not an appropriate date to the Yule Ball
2) I am not allowed to sing, "We're Off to See the Wizard" while skipping off to the Headmaster's office
3) I am not allowed to take out a life insurance policy on Harry Potter
4) I am not allowed to ask Dumbledore to show you the pointy hat trick
5) I am not allowed to give Remus Lupin a flea collar
6) I am not allowed to bring a Magic 8 Ball to Divination
7) I am not allowed to say that Seamus Finnegan is "after my lucky charms"
8) I am not allowed to start a betting pool on this years Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. It's taste-less, tacky, and not a good money-making strategy.
9) I am not allowed to joke about Remus' "time of the month"
10) I am not allowed to make light saber sounds with my wand
11) I am not allowed to give Hagrid Pokemon cards and convince him they're real animals
12) I am not to refer to the Accio charm as "The Force"
13) I am not allowed to claim that growing marijuana or hallucinogenic mushrooms is "Extra Herbology Work"
14) I will not you my socks to make hand-puppets of the Slytherin-House mascot
15) If the thought of a spell makes me giggle for more than 15 seconds, assume that I am not allowed to use it
16) I will not lock the Slytherin's and Gryffindor's in a room together and bet on which House will come out alive
17) I will not charm the suits of armor to do a rendition of "The Knight's of the Round Table" for the Christmas Feast
18) I am not allowed to declare an offical "Hug A Slytherin Day"
19) I am not allowed to sing my own personal spy music while wandering the hallways
20) It is not necessary to yell, "BURN!" Whenever Snape takes points away from Gryffindor
21) I will not say the phrase, "Get a Life" to Voldemort
22) First years are not to be fed to Fluffy
23) I will never ask Harry if his Voldie senses are tingling
24) I will stop referring to showering as "Giving Moaning-Myrtle an eye-ful"
25) I will not make, "OMG" a spell
26) It is not necessary to yell, "BAM" every time I Apparate
27) I will not steal Gryffindor's sword from Dumbledore's office and use it to patrol the hallways
28) I will not poke Hufflepuff's with spoons, nor shall I insist that their color's indicate that they're "covered in bee's"
29) "I've heard every joke possible about Oliver Wood's name" is not a challenge
30) I will not go to class sky clad
31) I will not use Umbridge's quiz to write, "Told you I was Hard Core"
32) If a class-mate falls asleep, I will not take advantage of that and draw a Dark Mark on their arm
33) House Elves are not acceptable replacements for Bludgers
34) I will not start every potion's class by asking Snape if the potion is acceptable as Body Lotion
35) I will not call the Weasly twins, "bookends"
36) I will not call the Patil twins, "bookends"
37) I will not call the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher Kenny, even if he is wearing an orange anorak
38) There is no such thing as a were-thylacine
39) I will not give Luna Lovegood Coast-To-Coast AM transcripts
40) Tricking a school House Elf to strip of it's clothing does not make it mine. Yes, even when I yell out "PWND!"
41) I do not weigh the same as a Duck
42) I do not have a Dalek Patronous
43) I will not tell Harry that it would be hot if he made out with Malfoy
44) Gryffindor Courage does not come in bottles labeled, "Firewhiskey"
45) I will not dress up as Voldemort on Halloween
46) It is a bad idea to tell Snape he takes himself too seriously
47) I will not tell Sir Cadogan that The Knight's Who Say Ni have challenged him to a duel, then have all the students say, 'Ni' from various directions
48) I am not the King of the Potato People and I do not have a flying carpet
49) "To conqur the Earth with an army of flying monkeys" is not a career choice
50) I will not tell the first years that Professor Snape is the Voice of God
Things to do in a cinema
Throw popcorn in the air and yell, "It's snowing!"
If I were a bird then I'd be free
Silence sits within my soul
And as the rain begins to fall
Escape a world that cannot see
Makes me want to fly away
Crispin Freeman sung this in Digimon Frontier episode 30.
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15 percent of every high school population is considered "Popular". 20 percent is desperate to become a part of the popular 15 percent. 20 percent couldn't care less. 15 percent realize that popularity doesn't matter. 10 are too busy worrying about their grades to care. 5 percent are goths, 5 percent can speak another language fluently, and 5 percent are too stupid to realize that no one likes them. If you are a part of the 5 percent who think the 'unpopular' 85 percent should rebel against the popular 15 percent, copy this into your profile and add your name to the list: Sunlit Goddess of the C.O.C.A., Moonlit Goddess of the C.O.C.A., Nomen mihi est Gaia, NorthernLights25, Erendhyl, KuroHime27, Blaze Snow
If you think that Writer's Block sucks, copy and paste this into your profile.
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If you ever forgotten what you were talking about in a conversation copy and paste this into your profile.
If you think rap is the most awful thing to ever be called "music," and that rappers are wanna-be's who are being paid to make fools out of themselves and can't even sing, copy and paste this into your profile.
Recent studies show that 92 percent of teenagers have moved on to rap. If you're part of the 8 percent that has stayed loyal to either rock or metal, put this in your profile.
If you have ever changed your password on something and forgotten it, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you believe that, in another dimension, Johnny Depp actually is Captain Jack Sparrow, copy this into your profile.
If you know a video game/book/movie/anime/manga character or weapon that need(s) to exist, copy and paste this into your profile.
If your mind sometimes goes into re-runs of your favorite anime while your in school, copy and paste this onto your profile.
92 percent of teens would die if Abercrombie and Fitch told them it was uncool to breathe. If you would be part of the 8 percent laughing your heads off, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you've ever laughed so hard that you had trouble breathing, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you think the kids should just give the rabbit some freaking Trix, copy and paste this into your profile.
88 percent of teenagers do or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 12 percent who hasn't, copy & paste this in your profile.
If Fanfiction to you is what MySpace/Facebook is to other people, copy this into your profile.
If you think spanner's will one day rule the world copy and paste to your profile.
You know you live in 2013 when...
1. You accidentally enter your password on your microwave.
2. You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.
3. The reason for not staying in touch with your friends is that they don't have a screenname or myspace.
4. You'd rather look all over the house for the remote instead of pushing the buttons on the tv.
6. Your boss doesn't even have the ability to do your job.
7. As you read this list you keep nodding and smiling.
8. As you read this list you're thinking about sending this to all your friends.
9. And you were too busy to see that number five wasn't there.
10. You scrolled back up to see if there is a number five.
11. Now you are laughing at yourself stupidly.
12. Put this in your profile if you fell for that and you know you did.
So long and goodnight, LONG LIVE THE BLACK PARADE!
love ya loads,