Author has written 7 stories for Sisters Grimm.
My previous pen names were Mari7lyn & grimmgurl4ya.
The Sun is jealous of the way we shine.
Greetings from the Last Frontier!!
YO YO YIGGADY YO! How's it all goin'?
Wassup? I'd love to be able to communicate with all of ya! So be sure to follow me!
We are all a little weird and life’s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.
I am a ninja.”
In the end, it's not going to matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away
Mistakes are proof that you are trying.
Sometimes, people with the worst pasts
Swag is for boys. Class is for men.
Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.
Use your smile to change this world.
Don't let this world
change your smile.
Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
Man: Where have you been all my life?
Woman: Hiding from you.
Man: Haven't I seen you someplace before?
Woman: Yeah, that's why I don't go there anymore.
Man: Is this seat empty?
Woman: Yes, and it will be if you sit down.
Man: Your place or mine?
Woman: Both. You go to yours, and I'll go to mine.
Man: So, what do you do for a living?
Woman: I'm a female impersonater.
Man: I would go to the end of the world for you.
Woman: Yeah, but would you stay there?
Man: Your eyes are amazing.
Woman: Seeing your back would be amazing.
Man: What's your number?
Man: How do you like your eggs in the morning?
Man: If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together.
Woman: If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put F and U together.
I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.
Luck? I don't know anything about luck. I've never banked on it, and I'm afraid of people who do. Luck to me is something else: Hard work -- and realizing what is opportunity and what isn't.
"All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them."
""Puck turned to Sabrina. "What is she doing down there?"
""Don't duh me!" Puck snapped. "Trying to figure out what you're thinking from one day to the next takes more brains than I have."
Fang: "What happened to your tan?"
"Tell me again what we're doing here," I said, running a continuous scan of our surroundings.
“Let us find the dam snack bar," Zoe said. "We should eat while we can."
"Grover was sniffing the wind, looking nervous. He fished out his acorns and threw them into the sand, then played his pipes. They rearranged themselves in a pattern that made no sense to me, but Grover looked concerned.
“Oh no." I said panic rising in my chest. "No, no, no, Somebody get a can opener. I've got a god in my head!!” --The Kane Chronicles
“Now the tattoos," Zia announced.
If you can't BEAT them, JOIN them
If you can't JOIN them, BRIBE them
If you can't BRIBE them, BLACKMAIL them
If you can't BLACKMAIL them, KILL them
If you can't KILL them, your SCREWED
(My mom and I in the car)
Mom: (about a group of shirtless teen guys running) Those teenagers are bigger than your dad. What a shame.
My seven year old cousin (Katy) spelling Mississippi: M-R-S-H-I-P-P-I-E.
Katy: (to her sister, my age, and I) You guys stepped on a perfectly good piece of gum!
My Aunt (and her mom): Honey, if it's on the floor then it's not good anymore.
(Every time we come to the part where tentacles attack you on "House of The Dead"
My mom: Watch out for the testicles!
My dad: I'm now a member of Tweeter!
Me: o.O Do you mean Twitter?
Gay friend of my mom's: Know how gays do drive bys?
My Mom: How?
Gay Friend: We throw skittles from a pink cadillac yelling "Taste the rainbow, b*!#$es!”
I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl people look through when I say something.I am the girl that spends most of her time reading, writing or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call wierd, 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 girl friend on a cellphone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't 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 I am also the girl who knows how to be proud of who she is, doesn't care if people call her wierd(it's a compliment.), who loves reading and writing and doing things that no one seems to have time to do any more, who loves and is obsessed with Twilight, who can express her self better with words then actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of thew 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 different and unique can know in their weakest time they are unique but not alone :
And here is a list of reasons that you are not this girl, and why this girl does not in fact exist.
School dances and games cost money. Any girl who cares little enough about them will not pay money to go to them and then just sit in the corner and ignore them, especially because it's next to impossible to read a book in the corner of a dance or game. Have you ever tried? No, because you're not that girl. The only case in which somebody would go to or a dance or game just to read is if they want to show off how above everybody they are that they can sit in a corner and read, which makes them infinitely more shallow than all the other people who went to the dance or game so that they could dance or enjoy the game. If you pay to go to a dance and then don't dance, how on earth is that "stopping and smelling the flowers?"
If you are "the girl that spends most of her time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal," then you should really have a better handle on grammar than most other teenagers. You should know that there should be a space between the period and "I" at the beginning of that sentence, and you should know that it should be "girl who" and not "girl that" unless you are in fact a thoughtless object, which wouldn't actually be surprising, considering how completely thoughtless you must have been to copy-paste this stupidity on your profile.
Not being asked out in a year doesn't make you a freak. Not being asked out in four years doesn't make you a freak. The only reason you think it makes you a freak is because you share that same exact mentality of people who think they need a guy to complete them.
Oh, and you love and are obsessed with Twilight? Okay, everyone has their preferences. Oh, and you don't think you need a guy to complete you? Okay, awesome for you. Oh, but you think you're better than everyone else because you don't need a guy to complete you, and those people who think they need a guy to complete them are stupid and below you, and yet you still love Twillight? The only plot point of that series, the only personality trait of Bella Swan, is that she needs a guy to complete her! Are you really that hypocritical, or did you just not read this thing before your little robot fingers hit copy-paste for you? Of course, if you copy-pasted without reading and you're complaining that "nobody has time [for reading and writing] anymore, then you really are that hypocritical."
And you are the girl who "knows the importance of thew little things?" Good, then you should know the importance of a "W" where it doesn't belong.
"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 different and unique can know in their weakest time they are unique but not alone."
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO.
If you are anything like me, in that you are a breathing human being with at least a few ounces of gray matter, DO NOT DO NOT DO NOT copy paste anything ever ever again. If you are different and unique, you deserve a different and unique profile. Erase this disgustingness that you have labeled yourself with. Raise your fingers to the computer keyboard, butavoid those apple-C or ctrl-V shortcuts. I'm serious. You are too smart for that.
If you are a different and unique individual, write your own words.
"Writing is an exploration. You start from nothing and learn as you go."
Lots of Lollipops,
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