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Joined Jan '17

Hey. I bet half of the people looking at this account (which isn't much) won't read this so...

Name: None of your business

Age: Who needs to know?

Gender: Female

I don't know what else to put about myself so moving on...

"Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing." - Scout Finch

1 - YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (first three letters of your name and 'izzle')
= Giaizzle

2 - YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color and favorite animal)
= Purple Dog (ew what?)

3 - YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (your middle name and the street you live on)
= Elizabeth Elmont
(I don't have a middle name, so I used my Confirmation name. That has a nice ring to it )

4 - YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first three letters of your last name, first two letters of your first)
= Bucgi

5 - YOUR SUPERHERO NAME: (your second favorite color, and favorite drink)
= Red Water (tf???)

6 - YOUR WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (your parents' middle names)
= Daniel (my mom doesn't have a middle name either)

7 - YOUR GOTH NAME: (bloody and your pet's name)
= Bloody Nico
(I don't have a pet, So I just put what I WOULD name my pet)

Jeez I couldn't really do any of those :p

Note for people who write fanfiction plz do not just stop writing out of nowhere, it kills me !

92 percent of the Teen population would die if Abercrombie and Fitch decided breathing wasn't cool because they're all socs.
Put this on your profile if you would be one of the 8 percent of the Greasers laughing hysterically in the background.

this is this cat

this is is cat

this is how cat

this is to cat

this is keep cat

this is a cat

this is retard cat

this is busy cat

this is for cat

this is forty cat

this is seconds cat

Now go back and read the THIRD word in each line from the top down and I bet you can't resist passing it on.

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 under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a shortcut 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 around 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 repost it?

-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

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 who died on the cross

then copy and paste this into your profile

Ponyboy taught me that things are rough all over, and even though it may not seem like it, people deeply care about you.

Sodapop taught me that it's ok to be laid back sometimes.

Darry taught me to protect the ones I love.

Dally taught me that if you're tough, you won't get hurt.

Two-Bit taught me that it's ok to make a joke every once in a while.

Steve taught me that you should always stick by your best friends and that people WILL think you're weird if you do backflips off of cars.

And Johnny?

Johnny Cade told me to Stay Gold.

You say Edward, I say Ponyboy.
You say Bella, I say Sandy.
You say Jacob, I say Sodapop.
You say Washington, I say Tulsa.
You say Vampires, I say Greasers.
You say "How romantic," I say "Let's do it for Johnny

I was diagnosed
with obsessive Curtis
Disorder put this on your
profile if you've got to!

Percy Jackson Pledge

I promise to remember Percy

whenever I'm at sea

I promise to remember Annabeth

when a spider comes at me

I promise to remember nature

for Grover's sake of course

I promise to remember Luke

when my heart is filled with remorse

I promise to remember Chiron

whenever I see a sign that says "free pony ride"

I promise to remember Tyson

whenever a friend says they'll stick by my side

I promise to remember Thalia

when a friend is scared of heights

I promise to remember Clarisse

whenever I see someone that gives me a fright

I promise to remember Bianca

whenever I see a sister scold her younger brother

I promise to remember Nico

whenever I see someone who doesn't get along with others

I promise to remember Zoe

whenever I watch the stars

I promise to remember Rachel

whenever a limo passes my car

I promise to remember PJO

where ever I may go!

"May the odds ever be in your favor" - Effie Trinket

You Know You're a Book Nerd If:

You can randomly open to a page and know exactly what's going on.

You stay up to read a book until 4 A.M., then get back up at 7 to continue reading.

Just about everything you do revolves around reading. If you're not reading, you're probably on fanfiction.net, drawing fan art, etc.

You try to get all of your friends to read your favorite books.

Everything reminds you of the book. (EVERYTHING)

You quote random lines all the time. (ALL THE TIME.)

You try to do things that the characters do, even though you know you can't.

You've gotten incredibly bored in class, and debated on doing something your favorite character can do to escape the class.

You have pictures of your favorite characters on your computer.

You've got a book memorized.

You've read a specific book more than five times. (lots...)

You've read a book with 400 pages in less than two days. (Of course I have! That's tiny! It would only take about 4 hours, if I like the book. )

You've planned and prepared a siege on a writer's house because he/she killed a character you like.

You blatantly deny it when someone calls a character fictional.


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

CHEESE!! If it is random and proud of it, copy this into your profile.

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