Things About me:

What's your name?

Why do you want to know?

How old are you?

Younger than the Earth

Where do you live?

STALKER!!!!!

What's your eye color?

Brown

Sexual Origin:

Heteroromantic Demisexual

Favorite Anime Pairings:

Natsu X Lucy

Kiki X Mitsuhide

Nami X Luffy

Zoro X Robin

Tomoe X Nanami

Writers Block: When your Imaginary Friends refuse to talk to you.

95% of all teens would go into a panic if the Jonas brothers were on a 100 foot building about to jump. copy and paste this if you are one of the 5% who brought popcorn and invited friends.

If you are addicted to Fan-Fiction, copy and paste this.

If you can listen to music for hours on end because it touches your heart, copy and paste this.

Jesus had no servants, yet they called him Master...

He had no degree, yet they called him Teacher...

He had no medicine, yet they called him Healer...

He had no army, yet kings feared him...

He won no military battles, yet he conquered the World...

He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him...

He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today

Feel honored to serve such a leader who loves us...

If you believe in God and Jesus Christ his Son

then copy and paste this in your profile

If you ignore him, in the Holy Bible, Jesus says...

" If you deny me before man, I will deny you before my Father in Heaven..."

My name is Tiffany

I am 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 do a wrong

I can’t speak at all

Or else I'm locked up all day long

When I'm awake I'm all alone

The house is dark

My folks aren’t home

When my mommy does come home

I'll try and be nice

So maybe I'll just get

One whipping tonight

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie’s bar

I hear him curse

My name is called

I press myself

Against the wall

I try to hide

From his evil eyes

I’m so afraid now

I’m starting to cry

He finds me weeping

Calls me ugly words

He says it's my fault

He suffers at work

He slaps and hits me

And yells at me more

I finally get free

And run to 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 its now much to late

His face has been twisted

Into an unimaginable shape

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

O please God, have mercy

O 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 Tiffany

I am three,

Tonight my daddy

Murdered me

And you can help

Sickens me to the soul,

And if you read this

and don’t pass it on

I pray for your forgiveness

Because you would have to be

One heartless person

To not be effected

By this Poem

And because you are effected

Do something about it

So all I ask you to do

Is pass this on!

IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE

Girls
are like apples
on trees. The best ones
are at the top of the tree.
The boys don’t want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren’t as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they’re amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who’s
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree.
All girls copy and
paste this to your page

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 re-post it? Re-post this if you truly believe in 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. Ninety-six percent of teens in the world today don't stand up for God. If you are one of the 4 percent that does put this in your profile.

I asked Jesus, " how much do you love me? "Jesus replied, " this much " and stretched his arms on the cross and died for me . If you love Jesus , put this on your profile. 97% WON'T do it. only 3% will stand up for him. I hope you are part of the 3%.

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.’

98 percent of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy and paste this in your profile.

And I'm proud to say I'm NOT of the 98 percent!

Boys Aren't Jerks

Girl: Slow down, I'm scared.

Boy: No, this is fun.

Girl: No, it's not! Please, it's too scary!

Boy: Then tell me you love me.

Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!

Boy: Now give me a BIG hug!

Girl: *hugs him*

Boy: Can you take my helmet off and put it on yourself? It's bugging me.

Girl: Alright, now slow down.

Boy: I love you babe.

In the paper the next day... a motorcycle had crashed into a building because of brake failure. Two people were on it, but only one had survived.

The truth was that halfway down the road, the boy realized that his brakes broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know.

Instead, he had her say she loved him and felt her hug one last time, then he had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.

If you love anyone this much re-post this...and...the love of your life will realize that they feel the same... DON'T BREAK THIS! Tomorrow will be the best day of your life. However, if you don't post this by at least 12:00 tonight, then you will have bad luck the rest of your love life. Guys post this as "I Would Do This For My Girl." Girls post this as "Boys Aren't Jerks."

I Am A Feminist

I am a feminist so I MUST be bisexual/lesbian/gay

I am a feminist so I MUST hate men

I am a feminist so I MUST always be angry

I am a feminist so I MUST hate families

I am a feminist so I MUST hate stay-at-home-moms

I am a feminist so I MUST be ugly

Repost if you are a feminist, proud, and hate stereotypes