REAL STUFF ABOUT ME:

Name: Laura

Age: ...

Hair Colour: black

Eyes: dark brown (almost black, but not really)

Idk what else to put...

You know you're obsessed with a show when:

You know you love Auslly when:

I love PJO!!!! I took a test twice and I'm a daughter of Athena! Yay, Annabeth!!!!

I promise to remember Percy,

whenever I'm at sea

I promise to remember Annabeth,

whenever a spider comes at me

I promise to protect nature,

for Grover's sake of course

I promise to remember Luke,

when my heart fills with remorse

I promise to remember Chiron,

whenever a 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,

whenever 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 Zoë,

whenever I watch the stars

I promise to remember Rachel,

whenever a limo passes my car.

Yes, I promise to remember PJO...

...wherever I may go.

Girls Don't realize these things:

I'm sorry that I bought you roses

to tell you that I like you

I'm sorry That I was raised with respect

not to sleep with you when you were drunk

I'm sorry That my body's

not ripped enough to "satisfy" your wants

I'm sorry that I open your car door,

and pull out your chair like I was raised

I'm sorry

That I'm not cute enough to be "your guy"

I'm sorry

That I am actually nice; not a jerk

I'm sorry I don't have

a huge bank account to buy you expensive things

I'm sorry I like to spend quality nights

at home cuddling with you, instead of at a club

I'm sorry I would rather make love to you

then just screw you like some random guy.

I'm sorry That I am always the one you need to talk to,

but never good enough to date

I'm sorry That I always held your hair back when you threw up,

and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car,

but when we went out you went home with another guy

I'm sorry That I am there to pick you up at 4am

when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere,

but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend

I'm sorry If I start not being there

because it hurts being used as a door mat,

only to be thrown to the side when the new jerk comes around

I'm sorry If I don't answer my phone anymore when you call,

to listen to you cry for hours,

instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work

I'm sorry that you can't realize..

I've been the one all along.

I'm sorry If you read this

and know somebody like this but don't care

But most of all

I'm sorry For not being sorry anymore

I'm sorry That you can't accept me for who I am

I'm sorry I can never do anything right,

and nothing that I do is good enough to make it in your world.

I'm sorry I caught your boyfriend with another girl

and told you about it, I thought that was what friends were for...

I'm sorry That I told you I loved you and actually meant it.

I'm sorry That I talked to you for nine hours on Thanksgiving

when your boyfriend was threatening you instead of spending time with my family.

I'm Sorry That I cared

I'm sorry that I listen to you at night

talking about how you wish you could have done something different.

Ladies always complain and gripe to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with assholes who mistreat them. Well ladies, next time you're complaining, maybe look up to see who you're complaining to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?" Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.

If you're a guy and you agree with this letter, copy and paste into your profile as 'I'm sorry'

If You're one of the FEW girls with enough BALLS to copy and paste this into your profile, and you would never make your guy feel this way, copy and paste into your profile as 'Girls Don't Realize These Things'

A few stories I might write:

Dear No One (song by Tori Kelly): Ally is 18 and she still doesn't have a boyfriend. The 18-year old superstar Austin knows that he can get any girl, but they're never the right one. How do these two plan to meet? Easy. Sending notes through dandelions isn't hard, when it lands right where it wants to.

Still Into You (song by Paramore): Austin and Ally did like each other. Truth is, they still do. Two years have passed and they are now 18. Fate clearly did not plan their love story out, because it all happens unexpectedly. How can a messed-up situation bring them closer to each other?

Life only comes around once, so make sure you spend it with the right person.

Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, and calls you back when you hang up on him.

Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead,

Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.

The one who holds your hand in front of his friends and is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you there for him.

The one who turns to his friends and declares "That's her.".

If you read this, you have to repost it, guy or girl, or you will have bad luck for the rest of your life.

If you repost this, in five minutes your true love will call or message you.

Tonight at midnight, they will realize that they love you.

Something good will happen at approximately 1:42 pm tomorrow, and it could happen anywhere.

So get ready for the biggest shock of your life.

I am that girl,The one who likes book more than boys. The one who pretends not to be sad, just to make others happy. The one who always wonders what she did wrong. The one who writes to escape. The one who just wants to helpThe one that really wants to make a difference. The one that sticks to her values. The one that refuses to believe that this is it. The one that will do anything to make a better tomorrow.

I am the girl...that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird, and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cellphone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain.

But I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn't care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who loves and is obsessed with what she loves and is obsessed with, who can express herself better with words than with words, and knows the importance of the little things.

--Mostly. I'm not a total antisocial, and I don't think people really insult me. Those things just struck a chord within me. I feel for everyone. ilovemorethanishould--
(Copy and Paste this onto your account if you are anything like me, so the girls who are diffrent and unique can know in their weakest times that they are unique, but not alone.)