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Joined Jan '13

Hi my name is Doclover I love horses.

things to know about me-

name: Not telling- You can either call me D or as some other people like to call me Doc.

favorite things to do- Play on Howrse. (link underneath if ever what to play, also known as doclover on there but with a 2 on the end.

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what else is there to now about me-

My favorite book series is-

Harry Potter

Percy Jackson

Twilight

Phantom Stallion

Heroes of Olympus

Mortal Instrument

Favorite TV shows are-

Supernatural total Sam girl

Merlin

Criminal minds

The Vampire Diaries

The originals

Bones

Castle

Heartland

Favorite movies are-

harry potter (I think they should make half blood prince again)

camp rock 1 and 2

City of bones


Favorite character are

harry potter

ginny weasley

Ron weasley

fred and george weasley

Sirius Black

remus lupin

james potter

lily potter/evans

Severus snape


Percy Jackson

Percy Jackson

annabeth chase

Nico di'anglo

I like all of the character


the vampire diaries

all of them


NORMAL PEOPLE: rely on their local weatherman for the weather forcast PJO FANS: will tell Zeus to make it rain

NORMAL PEOPLE: say OMG! PJO FANS: say OH MY GODS!

NORMAL PEOPLE: go to a psychiatrist to tell their feelings PJO FANS: won't go to one because they will take away their awesome demigod powers

NORMAL PEOPLE: say shut up or I'll tell on you! PJO FANS: say shut up or my godly parent will vaporize you!

NORMAL PEOPLE: think PJO fans are stupid PJO FANS: know that normal people are just jealous

NORMAL PEOPLE: when being chased yell HELP ME SOMEBODY!!! PJO FANS: when being chased use their awesome demigod powers

NORMAL PEOPLE: get nervous/scared during thunder storms PJO FANS: yell at Zeus to calm down

NORMAL PEOPLE: would choose somewhere sunny to go for vacation PJO FANS: would try to find Camp Half-Blood

NORMAL PEOPLE: don't have this on their profile! PJO FANS: MUST have this on their profile!


If you love Camp Rock, paste this into your profile.

If your a FanFiction addict, copy this to your profile

If you've ever copied something onto your profile, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you have ever tripped over your own feet copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever forgotten what you were going to say, right before you say it, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever laughed at something that really wasn't funny, copy and paste this into your profile.


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Mommy, I was a good boy, 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 Brittany; my girlfriend; 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; I'll be waiting for her 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.

Mommy, I'm slowly dying, with a bullet in my chest,

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 a kid,

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 Brittany, I'm sorry to cancel the date.

I love you Mommy, I always have, I know you know its true

And Mommy all I need to say is, "Mommy, I love you"

So, Please if you would, Don't smash this on the ground.

If you pass this on,

Maybe people will cry and remember how blessed they truly are,

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...

it ok to cry


I want child abuse to stop! and if you do, too, copy and paste this onto your profile Thank you to flamin. guitarist for posting this in your profile and for letting others read it.

My name is May

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

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 wall.

I try and hide

From his evil eyesight

I'm so afraid now

I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping

He shouts ugly words,

He 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 its 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 May

And I am but three,

Tonight my daddy,

Murdered me.

Child abuse, MAKE IT STOP!

If you care at all about this poor child, paste it onto your profile, before it's too late..


The Mortal Instruments pledge (not mine)

I promise to remember Jace,

whenever someone is being sarcastic.

I promise to remember Clary,

whenever someone is very artistic.

I promise to remember Jocelyn,

when I see a loving mother.

I promise to remember Jonathon,

when I see a horrible brother.

I promise to remember Luke,

when I see a dog walk by me.

I promise to remember Simon,

when someone says they won't bite me.

I promise to remember Isabelle,

whenever I feel brave.

I promise to remember Raphael,

when I see someone dig a grave.

I promise to remember Alec,

when somone is very protective.

I promise to remember Magnus,

whenever someone is really productive.

I promise to remember Maia,

when someone is very tough.

I promise to remember Valentine,

when someone is very rough.

I promise to remember TMI,

Always and always!


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