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I'd rather not sleep and talk to you fir hours than wait till tomorrow.

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Holeh.

Hey there. ;D

I think you're cute.

Poste via Blogaway; A feind so beautiful, it'll make you kill.

Holeh.

Hey there. ;D

I think you're cute.

Poste via Blogaway; A feind so beautiful, it'll make you kill.

Fatal Love;

Long ago I gave up asking why you wanted me
I did in the beginning, but you made it clear you would end it should I persist with my questions.
After that there was never a discussion, we never seemed to exchange words.
It was all mindless self-indulgence
We aren't a couple are we?
You're my artificial lover
I'm your secret sin
Because there is no love.
Even if I love you.
Sometimes you stay, and I remain awake as you curl about me in your sleep
I can pretend you love me when you cuddle up to me
I like it when you sleep
I can tell myself it's really love.
I often wonder how such a small bed can feel so empty.
It feels just as empty whether you're here or not
Crying silently, I feel as hallow as your eyes
For awhile I was able to pretend
But all my smiles were fake.
But I'm slowly realizing that this is killing me
Your presence is like poison.
I feel certain your kisses will be the death of me
Each caress each fight, I can feel myself breaking
You're a deadly addiction.
Can't you see my pain?
Or maybe you don't care.
But you turned your back again
Is that your answer?
The silence between us only makes it worse.
The cracks are forming
......
I'm reaching the end of this desolate road as the edge grows near.
Will you mourn me?
Miss me?
Will another take my place?
In the end it doesn't really matter.
I just want to step over the edge.
My artificial lover I have no more love to give.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QbEzZoI5v78

Mr. Bubbles

Mr. Bubbles
Mr. Bubbles
Where are you?
Where are you
Come and give me lolly
Come and give me dolly
Teddy Bear
Teddy Bear

Love Song

I watch the stars go by
Wishing someone would stop by
When that day came around
He saved me from underground.

He wasn’t like any other guy
That I ever met.
Turned me from worst to best
Oh, I could count the reasons
Why I love him
But I’ll just settle with
The most important ones.

Baby, you’re the reason why I want to fly.
You’re so much fun to be around
I never seem to frown.
I used to hide behind a mask
But you found your way around.

Oh, He wasn’t like any other guy
That I ever met.
Turned me from worst to best
I could count the reasons
Why I love him.
But I’ll just settle with
The most important ones.

On the day I met you
I knew you were the one
All my pain disipates
When I’m in your embrace.
No, he wasn’t like them.

Angels

Failey waited as the time went by.
Wishing it was time to go to school.
She had endured another night of her father’s beatings.
Her mother had ran off when she was born.
Failey’s father only cared for her for so long.
He soon became violent with her.
Blaming her for his wife’s absence.
The only reason she really liked school was because of her best friend Kalen.
He knew what she had to go through.
But Failey didn’t want anyone else to know.
She took every chance she had to stay at his house.
When Failey went to school that day.
With bruises, a split lip, and a cracked rib.
Kalen decided it was enough.
After school Kalen took Failey to his house.
She stayed there with him for weeks.
Her father not once coming to get her.
She lived with Kalen and his grandmother until they found their own place.
Failey still had nightmares but Kalen was there to chase them away.
Kalen went out one day to get a present for Failey.
When he came back he brought with him a small puppy from the pound.
Failey named him Crayon.
Because he always managed to find crayons and loved to chew them.
Failey and Kalen fell in love soon after.
Her nightmares completely gone.
No sign of her father.
Failey was happy with her new life.
The End.

Forgotten Love

Failey & Kalen.
This story is about a little girl who lived in a small town.
Everyone had forgotten about Failey.
Her parents, the maids, even the postman.
Failey tried her best to be noticed.
Making messes around the house.
Following her parents around.
No one ever noticed her.
Her parents didn’t tuck her in, nor read bed time stories to her.
Most of all, love her back.
Failey had very few toys.
Of which, didn’t help keep the monsters in her closet away.
One night, before she went to bed, she looked out.
Failey wished upon a star that shown brighter than any other.
Wished.
Wished.
Wished, with all her might.
Hoping it would come true.
The next morning, or a bit later.
A moving truck came by.
New neighbors had taken refuge in the house next door.
Failey rushed outside to see who they were.
She noticed a little boy, around her age.
He stood there with a blank face.
Failey waved to the little boy.
Hoping he would notice her.
And he did.
The little boy ran up to Failey with a big smile on his face.
“My name is Kalen.” He told her.
Failey was surprised that he had spoken to her.
“I’m Failey.” She said to him.
The two were inseparable after that.
They spent their time in Kalen’s room.
Playing with his toys, making pillow forts, and drawing.
Failey had realized that Kalen’s parents had forgotten him, too.
She was happy to find another kid with the same problem as her.
Failey stayed at Kalen’s.
And sometimes Kalen stayed with Failey.
Kalen loved Failey.
And Failey loved Kalen.
As the years passed.
Their feelings for each other grew.
They soon fell in love.
Failey had finally found someone who would never forget her.
So had Kalen.
The day that Kalen’s parents had finally remembered Kalen.
Was the day that Failey and Kalen passed away.
They had decided that they would be better off in a place where they weren’t forgotten.
Hand in hand.
They jumped from the cliff near the small town they lived in.
Promising never to leave one another.
No one heard from them since.
Let’s just say
Their love will never die.
The End.

Music Life

Rules -
1. Go to whatever music place you have. iTunes/limewire/etc.
2. Set your playlist to shuffle and press play.
3. Answer truthfully!

Start/Play:
Birth - Angels On The Moon - Thriving Ivory
Age 1- White Rabbit - Grace Potter & The Nocturnals
Age 5 - This Is Halloween - Citizens of Halloweentown
Age 10 - Beautiful Day - Kerli
Age 13 - How Do You Love Someone - Ashley Tisdale
Age 15 - Up Up Up - Kerli
Falling In Love - Love Rhymes With Fuck You - Jeffree Star
First Date - Decode - Paramore
First Kiss - Paradise Lost - Hollywood Undead
The Fight - The Last Night - Skillet
Break Up - The Technicolor Phase - Owl City
Age 18 - Ambrosia - Alesana
Moving Out - Black Dahlia - Hollywood Undead
College - Taking Over Me - Evanescence
Job - London Beckoned Songs About Money Written By Machines - Panic! At The Disco
New Love - I Didn't Know I'd Love You So Much - Repo! Cast
Marriage - Third Temptations of Paris - Alesana
Child - Painting Flowers - All Time Low
Disease - California - Hollywood Undead
Death Of Love One - When She Cries - Britt Nicole
Your Own Death - Something - Escape The Fate
Child's New Life - Alice's Theme - Danny Elfman
End.

A Poem By A Friend.

Roses Are Red
Violets Are Blue
Candy Is Sweet
I'll Fuck You With A Rake.

Smile

Smile of beautiful lips in the shadowy glade where

In a dream I shall feel through splendid cities white ophelia floating;
her sweet madness on each skull;
and among water-lilies! he sings and the woods sing!

On the blue summer evenings the hidden window.
- would dust with fine gold, the flowers that you picked.
Has murmured its ballad hemmed in by chimaeras.
- from violet forests: strew the flowers of their.

Smile of beautiful lips, in the shadowy glade where
it is the nymph with soft little shivers
of the greeat trees unfathomable space;

Nailing them naked to coloured, in the long violet coagulations,
of the sea star-infused and gleams of the daylight
dawns are heartbreaking, i hung there

by Brenna & Arthur Rimbaud

Do You Still Believe?

The broken doll;
The old toy horse;
The burned crib;
The destroyed mirror.

Ring around the rosy.

It rains ashes;
People run in fear;
The plague reaches its end;
Effecting everyone.

Pocket full of posy.

Screams are heard;
Far and wide;
A mother sits;
In her childs room;

Ashes to Ashes.

She burns with the remains;
Of her old life;
No one survives;
No one dies.

We all fall down.

The Rules Of Zombieland

Rule 1: Cardio: This one comes up in Zombieland and clearly makes alot of sense. How many fat people do you see at the end of the world when its zombies doing the ending?

Rule 2: Beware of Bathrooms: Really not just bathrooms any good apocalyptic zombie survivor should know better then going into a bathroom, small closet or any other small room with only one way in or out. Only thing stupider to go into then a bathroom is a movie theater. Lots of places to run around before you get eaten.

Rule 3: Seatbelts: Its a safe bet unless your a complete dumb dumb ( see rule #7 ) your not going to be hoofing it on foot in the event of a zombie outbreak. So when travelling on four wheels wear your seat belt. Nothing worse then finding yourself ejected out of your car into the loving and oh so hungry arms of zombies.

Rule 4: Doubletap: Carrying a gun is a great idea but it should never be your primary weapon. When you do end up using it for that last minute 'oh shit' moment remember to double tap. Its an emergency and thats why your using it and not your cricket bat so why skimp? One bullet more in the head will go a long way to ensuring your survival.

Rule 5: No Attachments: This is a tough one but you can not have attachments. If you got kids or a wife your less likely to survive then the gal or guy who has no attachments and nothing slowing him or her down. Or worse yet making bonehead decisions like 'going back into the room'

Rule 6: Travel in a Group: The best way to increase your odds of survival when travelling in a zombie outbreak is to make sure your a traveling buffet. Going it alone gives the zombies no choices but to eat you. Going it with the old man with the limp, the little kid who cant run and the middle aged woman with the plastic leg gives the zombies more options and you better odds you can run away faster then they can.

Rule 7: Keep the Dumb Dumbs Close at Hand: One of the most sure fire ways of making sure you survive is keeping the less intelligent as close at hand as possible. When you find somebody who asks you 'Whats going on? What Happened? Those are the ones you want with you. That way when the zombies come they are likely to stupid to realize its not Amway calling and run.

Rule 8: Kill with Efficiency: Its not about pretty its about efficiency. Alot of folks run for the gun cabinet where as the truly savvy go looking for the most blunt and effective way to destroy the brain. That can be anything from a baseball bat... to a toilet lid! Kill with Efficiency... dont use weapons that need something to work and use weapons you can swing over and over and over again. You dont tend to run into 1 zombie at a time.

Rule 9: Guns Are for Hunting, Not for Zombie Killing: This one is simple. Guns need bullets. When your running who has time to stop for bullets? Keeping a shotgun with buckshot on hand is important but only when your pinned in and need a quick getaway. Its not a proper means for killing zombies as they run out of ammo and need reloading. Remember a Cricket Bat, or Toilet Lid do not need loading!

Rule 10: Be Quiet: Its the end of the worldas you know it so try to avoid squeeling like a 4th grade school girl and perhaps invest in some good sneakers. Nobody said you have to kill all the zombies and there is certainly no shame in sneaking around and surviving versus tearing around like a madman and ending up being an undead happy meal.

Rule 15: Know Your Way out! Nothing worse then a poorly planned escape. If your going to be a hero its always a good idea to plan ahead and as the rule states.. know your way out!

Rule 17: Don't Be a Hero: The hot chick who was totally gonna give you some is not worth becoming the undead. So when the going gets rough and the hot chick is about to get undead... its time to flee. No making a stand no ending up a brave zombie. Better to be a chicken liver live guy.

Rule 18: Limber Up: When either fighting a zombie or running from zombies its not a great time to be pulling a muscle or throwing your back out. So limbering up is kind of a must. Stretch it out a little.. it may save your life.

Rule 19: Blend in: Much as Shaun did in Shaun of the Dead its important to blend in. Whens the last time you saw a zombie try to eat another zombie? not easily done but with the right odor and smearing of goo on your face it can happen.

Rule 20: Find The Right Shelter: Shelter is key to survival but since we are already travelling in a group you should ask yourself why the shelter needs to be stationary. For me a motor home or large all terrain vehicle that seats a half dozen would do nicely. Plus when zombies arrive in your neighbourhood there is no last minute scramble to pack and leave. Just put it in drive and roll!

Rule 21: Zombies cant Climb. Much like you have never seen a zombie eat another zombie whens the last time you saw a zombie climb a wall? Well other then the debacle that was the remake of Day of the Dead which had spiderman zombies. Zombies can climb so find high ground if you do need to stop.

Rule 22: Be ruthless: Much like having no attachments being ruthless is key. When your bride turns into the undead, reach for the lid to the toilet seat and be ruthless. The weak and compassionate will not survive in the world of the undead.

Rule 23: God Bless Rednecks: Rednecks are loud, brash, well armed and ready to kick ass now and ask questions later. So when a redneck shows up in your group half drunk and rumbling louder then your humvee welcome him. Sure rednecks can attract zombies but they also are well armed and kill a whole lot of em when they do come for dinner. Best of all they are good bait for you to make your exit while he is making a mess of the zombies and before he realizes he just ran out of bullets and does the happy meal groan.


Rule 24: No Drinking. This one should be pretty plain obvious. Escaping zombies is tough enough as it is. How well do you think you will do after downing a couple shots of Jack Daniels? Drinking is not a good survival tactic.

Rule 31: Check the Back Seat. I cant tell you how many times somebody has eaten it or in this case been eaten because they are just not smart enough to check the back seat. Always check the back seat friends. Always!


Rule 32: Enjoy the Little Things: Its the end of the world. Dont sweat the small stuff. Loot a neighbourhood or two, trash a car, speed! Do the little things and enjoy em. Who knows how long you have to live!

Places To Make A "Sandwich"

Bed
Floor
Wall
Mama's bedroom wall
Bathroom
Kitchen table
Shower
Park bench
McDonalds Counter
Toilet
Bathtub
Hallway
Office
Desk
Hot tub
Sauna
Onme
School
Gym equipment
Motorcycle
Mall fountain
Pirate ship
Tree
Treehouse
Cloud of death
Swings
Couch
Fair stand
Ocean
On the beach
On a machine
Deserted Island
Disney land
In a pyramid
On a pyramid
Backseat of a car
Pool
Lawn chair
Grass
Snow
Slide
Playground
Hood of a car
In a cage
Ladder
Roof
Plane
Plane washroom
Jail
Over the internet
Over the phone
Candy shop
Toy box
Biology
Stage
Chemistry
Astro-physics
Math
Art
Anatomy
Locker
Closet
Rock
Lake
Puddle
Pandora (From Avatar)
Atlantis
Every single countries
Tower
Every single city
Bakery
Factory convator belt
In hell
In heaven
On god
Drums
Guitar
Speakers, no sound
Speakers, with sound
Fireplace
Boat
Poopdeck
Road
Gas station
Pool table
On top of the washer while it's running
Public restroom
In the rain
Trampoline
Top of a hill
An open field
Garage
Jungle gym
Elevator
Bunk bed
Tent
Department store restroom
Hot air balloon
Canoe
Baseball diamond
Every room of your house
Air matress
Hotel balcony
Golf course
Limo
Amusement park ride
Next to a campfire
Picnic table
Hammock
On horseback
Corn field
Ferris wheel while stuck at the top
Scuba-diving
Pier
Basketball court
Floatie
Convertible
Hummer
Tropical beach
Mountain peak
Hotel room
In front of web cam
Ping pong table
Stairwell
Nightclub
Bicycle
Lawn mower
Go cart
Moving train
Bus
Airport lounge
Helicopter ride
Private Jet
Golf cart
Mini golf course
Deserted area of a zoo
Igloo
Snow cave
Under a sprinkler
Slip-n-slide
In a deserted top row of a concert hall during a concert
Empty subway car
Sailboat
Ski lodge
Gazebo
Vibrating bed
Massage chair
Rocking chair
Cliff, sunset or sunrise
Wave pool
Surfboard
Jeep, doors removed
Haunted halloween hay ride
Bear rug
Tractor
Under a highway
Handcuffed to your bed
On a bed in a furniture store
In the mud
Under the bleachers
Tanning bed
Fire truck
Rooftop of a building
Orchard
Ice rink
Sanctuary
Forest
Mechanical bull
Parents car
Movie theater
Porta potty
Recliner
Deck of a cruise ship
A room full of mirrors
Next to your lit Christmas tree
A phone booth
Building that's about to be demolished

The Crowded Sky

The Crowded Sky –
Released in the year 1960 The Crowded Sky is a black and white movie that was based around the theme of a mishap in the skies after the pilot of an airplane finds out that his communications radios have malfunctioned.

The Crowded Sky was produced by Michael Garrison, who has created many Wild West tv shows, and was directed by Joseph Pevney.

In the movie, captain Dale Heath, played by Efrem Zimbalist, is a pilot for the U.S Navy and is in the process of getting an enlisted man to his destination. He finds out that not only is his communication radio broken but his navigational systems are also not working. This puts Dale in a tight spot as being at the right altitude is of key importance and it may save their lives. Dale has also been through a similar situation in the past where he did manage to save himself but it cost the lives of the crew on the other plane.

Meanwhile from the opposite direction a commercial plane is headed towards them carrying passengers to its full capacity. The Crowded Sky shows the situation on both the planes as they head towards each other. The movie shows the people on the commercial airliner all going through their own issues and builds the story up by giving character to the passengers. While on the Navy jet the past of the both of
McVey, a young sailor, and Dale Heath, is shown.

The Crowded Sky has its quality and cheap moments alike as it wasn’t a heavily budgeted movie but succeeded in doing the job that it had set out to do: create suspense.

For People That Hate Stereotypes

For people that hate stereotypes: If you think people should just shut up and stop, put this on your profile. (Bold and Caped are the ones you are.)
I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.
I'm a NEGRO so I MUST carry a gun.
I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a ditz.
I'm JAMAICAN so I MUST smoke weed.
I'm HAITIAN so I MUST eat cat.
I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be sexy.
I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy.
I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.
I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.
I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist.
I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch.
I'm a GAY RIGHTS SUPPORTER, so I WILL go to hell.
I'm a CHRISTIAN, so I MUST think gay people should go to hell.
I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.
I'm ATHEIST so I MUST hate the world.
I don't have a RELIGION, so I MUST be evil and have no morals.
I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.
I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.
I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.
I'm SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash.
I TAKE (or used to take) ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.
I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.
I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store.
I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage.
I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a whore.
I'm a DANCER, So I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.
I wear SKIRTS a lot, so I MUST be a slut.
I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.
I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.
I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo.
I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.
I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.
I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy.
I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking whore.
I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible slut.
I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals.
I'm ITALIAN, so I must have a "big one".
I'm EGYPTIAN, so I must be a TERRORIST!
I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin. (or so they tell me...)
I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.
I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention.
I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.
I'm INTO THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.
I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be a player.
I have Big BOOBS, so I MUST be a hoe.
I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.
I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.
I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool and thats how Russians roll.
I'm GERMAN, so I must be a Nazi.
I hang out with GAYS, so I must be GAY TOO.
I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT.
I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited.
I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13.
I'm POLISH, so I MUST be greedy.
I'm HAWAIIAN so I MUST be lazy.
I'm PERUVIAN, so I MUST like llamas.
I'm a STONER so I MUST be going in the wrong direction.
I'm a VIRGIN so I MUST be prude.
I'm STRAIGHT EDGE so I must be violent.
I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly.
I'm BLACK so I MUST love fried chicken and kool-aid.
I'm a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat.
I'm SINGLE so I MUST be ugly.
I'm a SKATER so I must do weed and steal stuff I'm a PUNK so I must only wear black and date only other punks.
I'm ASIAN so I must be a NERD that does HOMEWORK 24/7
I'm MIXED so I must be screwed up.
I'm MUSLIM so I MUST be a terrorist.
I'm in BAND, so I MUST be a dork.
I'm BLACK so I MUST believe JESUS WUZ A BROTHA I'm MORMON so I MUST be perfect
I'm WHITE and have black friends so I MUST think I'm black I'm GOTH so I MUST worship the devil.
I'm HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty.
I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser.
I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control.
I'm PREPPY, so I MUST shun those who don't wear Abercrombie & Hollister.
I'm on a DANCE team, so I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.
I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.
I'm MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border.
I GOT A CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, so I MUST be a spoiled brat.
I'm BLACK, so I MUST love watermelon I'm BI, so I MUST think every person I see is hot.
I'm an ASIAN GUY, so I MUST have a small penis.
I'm a GUY CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be gay.
I'm a PREP, so I MUST be rich.
I don't like the SUN so I MUST be an albino.
I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party.
I wear tight PANTS and I'm a guy, so I MUST be emo.
I couldn't hurt a FLY, So I MUST be a pussy.
I hang out with teenage drinkers and smokers, so I MUST smoke and drink too.
I have ARTISTIC TALENT, so I MUST think little of those who don't.
I don't like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social.
I have a DIFFERENT sense of HUMOR, so I MUST be crazy.
I tell people OFF, so I MUST be an over controlling bitch.
My hair gets GREASY a lot, so I MUST have no hygiene skills.
I'm DEFENSIVE, so I MUST be over controlling and a bitch.
I'm a NUDIST, so I MUST want everyone to see my boobs.
I read Comics, so I MUST be a loser.
I hang out with a FORMER PROSTITUTE so I MUST be a whore myself.
I'm TEXAN so I MUST ride a horse.
I’m a CROSSDRESSER, So I must be gay.
I draw ANIME so I MUST be a freak.
I am a FANGIRL so I MUST be a crazy, obsessed stalker.
I WATCH PORN so I MUST be perverted.
I'm an ONLY CHILD so I MUST be spoiled.
I'm INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak.
I am AMERICAN so I MUST be obese, loud-mouthed and arrogant.
I'm WELSH so I MUST love sheep.
I'm SCOTTISH so I MUST have ginger hair and wear a skirts.
I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.
I’m CANADIAN, so I MUST talk with a funny accent.
I'm CANADIAN, so I MUST love hockey and beavers.
I'm DISABLED, so I MUST be on Welfare.
I'm a FEMINIST, so I MUST have a problem with sexuality and I want to castrate every man on the earth.
I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE.
I WEAR A BIG SUNHAT when I go outside, so I MUST be stupid.
I like BLOOD, so I must be a VAMPIRE.
I'm an ALBINO, so I MUST be an evil person with mental abilities and A MURDERER!
I'm ENGLISH, so I MUST speak with either a cockney or a posh accent, love tea and cricket, and have bad teeth.
I’m WHITE, so I MUST be responsible for everything going wrong on the planet: past, present, and future.
I don't like YAOI or YURI, so I must be a HOMOPHOBE.
I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser.
I care about the ENVIRONMENT...I MUST be a tree hugging hippy.
I have a FAN CHARACTER, so I MUST be an annoying Mary-sue.
I CHAT, I MUST be having cyber sex.
I'm PAGAN so I MUST sacrifice babies and drink the blood of virgins.
I'm PAGAN so I MUST worship Satan.
I'm CONSERVATIVE, so I MUST be against Abortion.
I'm SWEDISH so I MUST be a tall blond blue-eyed lesbian.
I'm a LESBIAN so I MUST want to get with every single girl that I see.
I like CARTOONS, so I MUST be IRRESPONSIBLE.
I like READING, so I MUST be a LONER.
I have my OWN spiritual ideology; therefore I MUST be WRONG or MISGUIDED.
I am WICCAN, so I MUST be a SATANIST.
I DISAGREE with my government, so I MUST be a TERRORIST.
I am a WITCH, so I MUST be and OLD HAG and fly on a broomstick.
I love YAOI, so I MUST be GAY.
I DON'T CURSE, so I MUST be an outcast I like GAMES, ANIME and COMICS, so I MUST be childish.
I'm SWEDISH, therefore I MUST be WHITE.
I SPOT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic bastard.
I'm GOTHIC, so I MUST be mean.
I’m STRONG so I MUST be stupid.
I'm Australian so I MUST hunt crocodiles and talk to kangaroo’s.
I go to RENFAIRES, so I MUST talk weird, be a loser, and not be up with the times.
I’m GAY so I’m after EVERY straight guy around.
I don’t want a BOYFRIEND so I MUST be Lesbian.
I'm NOT CHRISTIAN so I MUST just need converting.
I love marching band, so I MUST be a friendless freak.
I DRINK and SMOKE, so I MUST have no life. I am friends with a CUTTER, so I MUST be a CUTTER too.
I cry easily, so I MUST be a wimp.
I can't help pointing out mistakes so I MUST be an over-controlling perfectionist.
I'm a PERFECTIONIST so I MUST check everything ten times, then burst into tears at one mistake.
I DON’T LIKE to talk about my personal life so I MUST be having problems.
I like FIRE so I must be an arsonist.

Music Movie

MUSIC MOVIE:
So, Here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle.
3. Press play.
4. For every question, type the song that's playing.
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button.
6. DON'T LIE GEEZ
Opening credits :
I'm Not Okay By Sanctus Real
Birth :
The Last Night By Skillet (So Depressing XD)
First day at school :
Why Are You Up By Bobby Gold (From Underworld: Evolution the movie o-o)
Falling in love :
All I Ever Wanted By Basshunter (Perfect Match<3)
Fight song :
Savin' Me by Nickleback (That's almost another perfect match, WTF? O_o)
Breaking Up :
Break Your Little Heart By All Time Low (O_O O.M.G.)
Prom :
Fer Sure by The Medic Droid
Life :
Broken by Lifehouse (O____O)
Mental Breakdown :
All These Things I Hate (Revolve Around Me) By Bullet For My Valentine (Love this band<3)
Driving :
Walking On Air by Kerli (This game just gets freakier and freakier.)
Flashback :
Naked by Avril Lavigne
Wedding :
No body's Home by Avril Lavigne (Weird song for this part o-o)
Birth of a Child :
Face Down by Red Jumpsuit Appartus (Interesting... o-o)
INTERMISSION
Final Battle :
Come Clean by Hilary Duff (That. Makes. Some. Sense. But it's still freaky XD)
Death scene :
Yu-Gi-Oh! Theme by Yu-Gi-Oh! (I'm a nerd oh well)
Funeral :
Haunted by Evanescence (That's totally not freaky at all. XD)
End credits :
Where Do I Stab Myself In The Ears? by Hawthorne Heights (from Underworld: Evolution again o-o)

Falling

She's Falling
Into darkness.
There is no one to save her
No one.
A monster lurks in the darkness
Waiting...
For her to crash
There are horned bushes,
She sees,
Within the darkness.
The girl lands on the thorns.
The monster creeps up on her,
Like an animal to its prey.
The thorns dig into her skin
She bleeds from all over..
The smell drawing the monster in more.
She is unable to move
The monster bites into her leg,
Dragging her away,
To its home.
The monster tears her apart
Her screams are heard on deaf ears
She drifts away as the monster eats her.
No one found her.
No one cared.
She was left to die
Alone.

Remember, I loved you

The sound of hooves is heard on waiting ears.

Men shouting orders at their comrades.

Village people, running in fear, hiding themselves.

The war has begun.

Children are screaming and crying.

They're mothers quiet them.

They only continue.

Soldiers running to defend.

Enemy soldiers invading the village.

Taking women and children with them.

Attacking others.

The enemy is winning.

The village is losing.

They have no choice.

They surrender to the enemy.

The whole village is destroyed.

Women are sent to be slaves for the enemy.

The rest... They died with the village.

Can you keep a secret?

Whoever wishes to keep a secret must hide the fact that he possesses one.
- Johnann Wolfgang Von Goethe

The secret of politics? Make a good treaty with Russia.
- Otto Von Bismarck

The secret of happiness is this: Let your interests be as wide as possible and let your reactions to the things and persons that interest you be as far as possible friendly rather than hostile.
- Bertrand Russell

The secret of happiness is something to do.
- John Buroughs

Eighty percent of success is showing up.
- Woody Allen

I don't know the key to success, but the key to failure is trying to please everybody.
- Bill Cosby

The secret of staying young is to live honestly, eat slowly, and lie about your age.
- Lucille Ball

The secret of life is honesty and fair dealing. If you can fake that, you've got it made.
- Grouche Marx

Part of the secret of a success in life is to eat what you like and let the food fight it out inside.
- Mark Twain

The secret of genius is to carry the spirit of the child into old age, which means never losing your enthusiasm.
- Aldous Huxley

The secret of creativity is knowing how to hide your sources.
- Albert Einstein

Creativity comes from trust. Trust your instincts. And never hope more than you work.
- Rita Mae Brown

Three may keep a secret, if two of them are dead.
- Benjamin Franklin

Love ceases to be a pleasure when it ceases to be a secret.
- Aphra Behn

Parents can only advise their children or point them in the right direction. Ultimately people shape their own characters.
- Anne Frank

There are times when parenthood seems nothing but feeding the mouth that bites you.
- Peter De Viries

Children aren't happy without something to ignore, and that's what parents were created for.
- Ogden Nash

I have found the best way to give advise to your children is to find out what they want and then advise them to do it.
- Harry S. Truman

For believe me: the secret for harvesting from extensive the greatest fruitfulness and greatest enjoyment is - to live dangerously.
- Friedrich Neitzsche

Chapter One
The New Family

Samara awoke to the sound of a truck backing up. She checked her clock, five a.m. Tripping over beer bottles from the previous night, Samara looked out her bedroom window to see what all the noise was about. There was a moving truck and a van outside the house across the street. A family of four stood outside, looking at their new house. Samara had to lean against the window sill in order to focus on seeing who the family was. Her hangover started kicking in soon after. She could make out the father, mother and two kids. They looked about her age, both boys. Samara turned to go back to sleep, not really caring about the new family. Liz, her best friend, was still asleep, hogging most of the bed. Samara tried her best to move her so she could sleep. Samara and Liz have been friends since first grade, always staying over at the other's house every other night. So it was normal for them to sleep in the same bed. Liz, clearly oblivious to the noise, could sleep through the end of the world. Samara couldn't fall back asleep because of her growing hang over. She tried to wake Liz up the only way she could. And that was to kiss her.

That's all I got for chap one so far. xD

Morganville Rules

Welcome To Morganville. You'll never want to leave.
So, you're new to Morganville. Welcome, new resident! There are only a few important rules you need to know to feel comfortable in our quiet little town:
Obey the speed limits.
Don't litter.
Whatever you do, don't get on the bad side of the vampires.

Yeah, we said vampires. Deal with it.
As a human new comer, you'll need to find yourself a vampire Protector - someone willing to sign a contract to keep you and yours safe from harm (especially from other vampires). In return, you'll pay the taxes...just like in any other town. Of course, in most other towns, those taxes don't get collected at the blood bank.
Oh, and if you decide not to get a Protector, you can do that, too...but you'd better learn how to run fast, stay out of the shadows, and build a network of friends who can help you. Try contacting the residents of the Glass House - Michael, Eve, Shane, and Claire. They know their way around, even if they always end up in the middle of trouble somehow.
Welcome to Morganville. You'll never want to leave.
And even if you do...well, you can't.
Sorry about that.

Quotes

"If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is because everything will be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what it is, wouldn't be and what it wouldn't be, it would." - Alice

Pledge allegiance to the mask,
That I'll carry whisky in my flask,
And anyone to diss HU,
I'll leave a bloody mess with you,
For we are family, you and I,
3 Tears for you, we all shall cry,
All day all night, our flags will fly,
The Undead Army Till The Day We Die.

"I want out of the labels. I don't want my whole life crammed into a single word. A story. I want to find something else, unknowable, some place to be that's not on the map. A real adventure. A sphinx. A mystery. A blank. Unknown. Undefined."

Jeffree Star

The moment we stop fighting for eachother, that's the moment we lose our humanity.

Her: "Where have you been all my life?" Him: "Gift shop."