Dear Readers

I feel I have found my calling in life, so to speak. And it's not writing. I love writing and all, but I don't have the time, and honestly, I don't feel inspired to write anymore. I just can't give you quality stories, and if I write to just continue a story, it would be worse. My heart's not in it, and you guys deserve more than crap, am I right? Hope you understand.

Forever a reader,

T. R. Hawthorne

A Hunger Games Addict’s Prayer- Post this on your profile!

I promise to remember Rue

When mockingbirds’ songs wake me

I’ll think of Foxface every time

I eat a strange new berry

If my little sister pets a goat

I promise to think of Prim

And if my best friend acts depressed

Then Gale; I’ll think of him

When I toss some wood in the fire

I’ll think of Katniss every time

And I’ll always think of Peeta

When my birthday cake’s sublime

The Capitol will cross my mind

When someone is unfair

I’ll be sure to think of Clove

Each time I pretend to care

I’ll always think of Glimmer

If someone’s pretty, but a dunce

And Thresh will occupy my mind

If I spare someone, something... Once

Whenever I watch a reality show

I will think of the Hunger Games

I’ll sure imagine Haymitch

If someone calls me names

I swear to think of Cato

When I’m homicidally inclined

I’ll make sure I think of Effie

When there’s nothing on my mind

I swear to remember the Hunger Games

And Catching Fire too

It’s important to think of the characters

But they’re NOT mine (So, Collins, don’t sue!)

God saw you getting tired
and a cure was not to be
So He put his arms around you
and whispered: Come to Me
With tearful eyes we watched you
and saw you pass away
Although we loved you dearly
we could not make you stay
A golden heart stopped beating
hard, working hands at rest
God broke our hearts proving
He only takes the best.

If you have lost someone close to you and this reminds you of them put this on your profile.

List twelve characters in no particular order, then answer theses questions about them.

1. Fang

2. Iggy

3. Max

4. Gazzy

5. Nudge

6. Angel

7. Jeb

8. Ari

9.Ella

10. Dr. Maritnez

11. Total

12.Dylan

1) Have you ever read a six/eleven fic?
Angel/Total? Nah, but im sure there's a lot of friendship stuff.

2) Do you think four is hot? How hot?

Gazzy is nine. He's cute. Like babies and puppies cute.

3) What would happen if twelve got eight pregnant?

Ummmmm... EW. That's gross.

4) Can you recall any fics about nine?

She's not a main character, but I've read fics with her in them.

5) Would two and six make a good couple?

HELL NO. She's like seven and he's sixteen. Sick.

6) five/nine or five/ten? Why?

How about neither?

7) What if seven walked in on two and twelve making out?

HAHAHAHAHA! I'D LOVE TO READ ABOUT THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

8) Make up a summary or a three/ten fic?

Max is pregnant. How is she going to tell her mother and how will she react?

9) Is there such a thing as one/ eight fluff?

I desperately hope not.

10) Suggest a title for seven/twelve hurt/comfort fic.

To Save a Son's Heart.

11) Would you consider reading a three/one fic?

Duh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fax forever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

12) Is anything on your favorites list about eleven?

Nope. There should be though.

13) Think of a title for a two/four or a two/five?

Iggy and Nudge is better (not a fan though...) and how bout... Feathers and Fire Forever? Ugh... just forget it.

14) If you wrote a song fic about eight, what song would it be?

Savin' Me- Nickelback

15) If you wrote a one/six/twelve fic, what would the warning be?

Warning- small child reading the minds of hormonal teenagers equals severe awkwardness

16) When was the last time you read a fic about five?

Couple days ago I think. She's a drunk mess in this one.

17)" (1) and (7) are in a happy relationship until (9) runs off with (7). (1) , heartbroken, has a hot one-night stand with (11) and a breif unhappy affair with (12), then follows the wise advice of (5) and finds true love with (2).

Fang and Jeb are in a hppy relationship until Ella runs off with Jeb. Fang, heartbroken, has a hot one-night stand with Total and a brief unhappy affair with Dylan, then follows the wise advice of Nudge and finds true love with Iggy.

18) Title/warning for the above fic?

OOC... everyone, and just... just don't read. Unless you're into Fang/Jeb, Total, Dylan, Iggy and Jeb/Ella ( which is really creepy cuz he had max with her mom...)

19) (5) (4), (7), (1) and (3) are playing Truth or Dare. (5) asks (7), and (7) says Truth. (5) asks who (7) loves, and (7), confessed their true love with (4). (4) does not share the feeling, and in fact is in a secret relationship with (3). (7) is heartbroken, and seeks comfort in (1) while (3) and (4) run into the sunset together. However, (5) is secretly in love with (1), and become so jealous of (7), who, after the comfort from (1) becomes in a relationship with (1), and so (5) decides to murder (7), but is stopped just in time by the police officer (10) and is sent to prison, allowing (1) and (7) to continued their relationship.

Nudge, Gazzy, Jeb, Fang, and Max are playing Truth or Dare. Nudge asks Jeb, and Jeb says truth. Nudge asks who Jeb loves, and Jeb confesses their true love with Gazzy. Gazzy does not share the feeling, and in fact is in a secret relationship with Max. Jeb is heartbroken, and seeks comfort in Fang while Max and Gazzy run into the sunset together. However, Nudge is secretly in love with Fang, and become so jealous of Jeb, who, after the comfort from Fang becomes in a relationship with Fang, and so Nudge decides to murder Jeb, but is stopped just in time by the police officer Dr. Martinez and is sent to prison, allowing Fang and Jeb to continue their relationship.

20) Final question: Title/Warning for the above?

No comment...

Sad News. Pass it on
Please join me in remembering a great icon of the entertainment community. The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71.

Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The grave site was piled high with flours.

Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times, he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions.

Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough, three children: John Dough, Jane Dough and Dosey Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart.
The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes.

If this made you smile for even a brief second, please rise to the occasion and take time to pass it on and share that smile with someone else who may be having a crumby day and kneads a lift.

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 would mean so much to me if everyone would pray for my uncle. He passed away this afternoon (Nov. 9, 2010) at around 2:35 p.m.

Thank you so much!

Sincerely,

T. R. Hawthorne