my favorite book series are;the Twilight saga,the CHERUB series, the Demonata series, the maximum ride series ,the percy jackson and the olympians series, the fire thief trilogy,the darren shan saga, artemis fowl series, the keys to the kingdom i.e mister monday,grim tuesday,etc.series , his dark materials series, faerie wars series ,stoneheart series, the mortal instruments series . i will add more as i remember them.

My favourite anime's: Vampire Knight, Bleach, Naruto, Wolf's Rain, Inuyasha, Black Butler, Pokemon, D N Angel, Hellsing, Devil May Cry,

my favourite quotes from fanfictions

i do not own any of them -cry's- they belong to their respective authors

'A witch running from a group of vampires who had had their fangs clipped was shocking, it wasn't as if they could hiss at her',Love Me If you Dare Hanabusa Aido by Black-Emperess.

'our children were mature enough to not get into trouble for a week, although with them you never really know',Esme,New Life, New Magical Creatures by Punkartgurl13.

That day started like any other. Well, maybe that isn’t a good term, considering some of my days started off with some crisis or another, but this one started off rather calmly',Artemis,New Life, New Magical Creatures by Punkartgurl13.

'I woke up, stopped Beckett from setting the house on fire with one of Butler’s old flamethrowers, stopped Myles from setting the house on fire with his experiments, and stopped my mother from setting the house on fire with her cooking.

Am I living in a house of pyromaniacs? It would seem so,'Artemis,New Life, New Magical Creatures by Punkartgurl13.

funny stuff i hope if you like them copy and paste them to your profile

If you think that if girls should rule the world and it would be a better place then copy this onto your profile.

If you think that being unique is better than being cool then put this on your profile.

If you are against real fur on clothing then put this on your profile.

If you have ever been so obssesed with something that you have scared people with your obsession place this on your profile.

If you are sooooooooooooo obsessed with Twilight that it is NOT even funny anymore, copy this into your profile.

Crazy is when you shout at random people on the streat"THAT EVIL,PURPLE,GREEN POLKA-DOTTED MONKEY STOLE AND ATE MY TACO AGAIN!!

"Crazy is when you memorize the complete biographies and physical traits of every character in Twilight (or almost, at least).

Crazy is when you go to the most expensive store within fifty miles of your home, try on almost every peice of clothing, then walk out with nothing, saying none of it was your style.

Facts of life...

Parents spend the first part of our lives teaching us to walk and talk, and the rest of it telling us to sit down and shut up

A good friend will comfort you when he rejects you. But a best friend will go up to him and say "It's because you're gay isn't it?

A good friend will bail you out of jail. A best friend would be in the room next to you saying, "That was awesome! Let's do it again!"

A good friend helps you find your prince. A best friend kidnaps him and brings him to you.

I don't obsess! I think intensely.

All the good ones are either gay, married, vampires who could care less about a pathetic human, or fictional characters in books/movies.

Twilight 10 Commandments

1.I am the best book out there, you shall have no better ones than I.

shall not take jasper Cullens name in vain.

3.Remember to keep release dates calendered.

4.Honor the Cullens for gracing you with their presence.

shall not kill humans.

shall not love both Edward and Jacob equally.

shall not steal Twilight books from your friends to see how they will react when they cant read them anymore.

shall not lie, for Edward will know that you did anyways.

shall not covet Jasper.

shall not covet Edwards Volvo, or various Cullen cars.

If you still laugh you ass off rereading maximum ride

Crazy is when you memorize the complete biographies and physical traits of every character in Twilight (or almost, at least).

92 percent of american teens would die if Abercombie and Fitch told them it was uncool to breathe. Copy this to your profile if you are one of the six percent who laughed their asses off when they heard this, or if you are one of the two percent who didn't know what Abercombie and Fitch was(like me)

If you're friends think you're an idiot for going to this site on a daily basis, but you dont care cause this site rocks, copy and paste this to your profile

One day your prince will come. Mine? Oh, he just took a wrong turn, got lost and is too stubborn to ask directions.

I'm here because Heaven wouldn't take me, and Hell was afraid I'd take over.

If you are obsessed with fanfiction, copy this to your profile

If you think that the kids should stop chasing Lucky and leave the leprechaun alone, then copy and paste this into your profile. (stalkers..)

If you've ever burst out laughing in a quiet room, add this to your profile.( God dont read Maximum Ride in school.)

If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or vise versa copy this into your profile

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

HOMOPHOBIA IS GAY

This is for the people who are homophobic. Get over it!!

I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had.
I wish they could adopt me.
I am not one of the lucky ones.
I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school.
It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the Realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised.
The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the woman who died when the EMT s stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn't have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love. I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.
I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson"
--IF YOU BELIEVE THAT HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG... REPOST THIS-

OBITUARY FOR THE LATE MR. COMMON SENSE

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.

He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: Knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and Maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6 year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get Parental consent to administer Calpol, sun lotion, or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

A moment of silence.

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 repost it?

PS: God is always there in your heart and loves you no matter what,
and if you stand up 4 him he will stand up for you.

Month one

Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

If you're against abortion, re-post this
It is only a nice way of saying "murder."