Hey, world. I'm Madie. My friend Rebekah, aka vampirefan17, told me about this site. I am an absolute anime freak. I love the shows Tokyo Mew Mew, (Watched the whole show. VERY good.) Full Moon Wo Sagashite, (In the middle of watching it. Episode 32, I think. Good so far...) and Karin, a show I watched in two days. Please-watch Karin. It's kinda rated T, but it is SO GOOD. It is my new favorite anime. I watched the whole thing. But don't watch it if you don't like blood. She's a vampire. You can find them all on Youtube. MAKE SURE you get in Japanese with subtitles in English. If you get in English, you'll know it's terrible. Like, gag me with a spoon terrible. Yeah, I WENT there. Haha, ANYWAYS, (gettin' a little pychotic, there) I'm practically 13, with a lot of life ahead of me. My goal is to hit middle age before I die and make a machine that turns all things into anime. My friend says I sound gothic, but I don't know what the hell he's talkin' 'bout. One time, I went around school, asking people how old I look. Most people said 14. So take THAT, whoever controls my age. One girl even went all the way and said I was pretty. Pauses... WHAAAA? I'm single, and God damn proud. Since I don't know what else to say, I guess I'm done. (HOLY CRAP. SOMEHOW, ACCIDENTALLY, I ERASED THIS WHOLE MESSAGE. THAT WOULD'VE SUCKED SO BAD! Lucky me, I found the undo button.) WAIT-NO. I'm not done. See, my science teacher said I'm an great writer. We had a project for her class, (Which she so greatfully gave me a D for. Thank you, Mrs. Smith. You deserve a divorce. I worked my ASS OFF for that project. Okay, so it was turned in late by 3 days, and the insect model was tenderized, but I woke up at 3am and wrote that essay, Mrs. Smith.) and she said my essay was really good. Which means I must be a great writer, if I can think up 5 pages to write about a water beatle with 20 minutes of sleep.

Story One:

A girl quickly punches a number into her phone and waits until she hears the other line pick up.

“Bekah, I don’t know what to do, I really don’t. I love him so much and I don’t think he thinks of me that way. I mean, whenever I see him or think of him, I can’t help it, this smile comes across my face. Sometimes he sees me smiling and smiles back. That’s when my knees turn to jello and I get butterflies in my stomach. I know you think that he’s is so totally adorable and cute, but if you look past that and actually listen to what he has to say, you find a totally different person. He’s so caring and considerate and he makes me feel like I don’t deserve him. Well, actually, I don’t deserve him. He’s too perfect, I mean, look at all the girls that fall over for him. I could never be one of those. Their all so pretty and bubbly and….. not me. I couldn’t even start to compare myself to them. But whenever I think of him or see him, I can’t help it, I smile. Now I didn’t tell you this but he called me the other day about homework. I tell you now, I made a complete fool of myself. I’m so embarrassed. I stuttered the whole time, but he was so sweet and just kept talking and making me feel better. He’s so perfect Bekah, I don’t deserve him, so why do I keep wishing and praying that he will notice me, why?...Bekah? Bekah, are you there?”

“This isn’t Bekah.”

Petrified the girl asks, “Then who is this?”

“ This is the guy who’s smile turns your knees to jello and I just wanted to say one thing. Everything you just said now, I’ve been wanting to say since the day I met you.”

Story Two:

Girl: Do you really love me?
Boy: Of course I do.
Girl: I wanna hear you say it.
Boy: I don’t have to.
Girl: Why not?
Boy: Because...
Girl: I just want to hear you say it in words.
Boy: I can’t...
The girl started to cry softly and said:
Then you don't love me...
The two continued to walk in silence. They
reached the girls home.
Girl: Why?
Boy: Do you really want to know?
Girl: (hesitantly) Yes.
He hugged her gently, kissed the tip of her nose
and whispered in her ear,
"Because three words are not enough..."

Story Three:

Boy:I saw her today...
Girl:I saw him today...
Boy:It seems like its been forever
Girl: I wonder if he still cares...
Boy:She looks better than before...
Girl: I couldn't help but stare
Boy:I asked her how she was
Girl: I asked him about his new girlfriend
Boy: I'd choose her over any girl
Girl: He's probably happy now
Boy:I couln't look at her without thinking i would cry.
Girl: He couldn't even look at me...
Boy:I told her I missed her...
Girl: He told me he missed me...
Boy: I meant it...
Girl: He didn't mean it...
Boy:I love her
Girl: He loves her...
Boy: I held her
Girl: He gave me a friendly hug...
Boy: Then I went home and cried...
Girl: Then I went home and cried...
Boy: I lost her
Girl: I lost him

Story Four:

Boy: I need someone to talk to.
Girl: I'm always here for you.
Boy: I know.
Girl: What's wrong?
Boy: I like her so much.
Girl: Talk to her.
Boy: I don't know. She won't ever like me.
Girl: Don't say that...you're amazing.
Boy: I just want her to know how I feel.
Girl: Then tell her.
Boy: She won't like me.
Girl: How do you know that?
Boy: I can just tell her...
Girl: Well just tell her.
Boy: What should I say?
Girl: Tell her how much you like her.
Boy: I tell her daily.
Girl: What do you mean?
Boy: I'm always with her...I love her.
Girl: I know how you feel. I have the same problem...but he'll never like me.
Boy: Wait. Who do you like?
Girl: Oh, some boy.
Boy: Oh, she won't like me either.
Girl: She does.
Boy: How do you know?
Girl: Because who wouldn't like you?
Boy: You.
Girl: You're wrong. I love you.
Boy: I love you too.
Girl: So are you going to talk to her?
Boy: I just did.

Story Five (True Story):

Okay, so one haloween this one guy dressed up as a girl and went into a McDonalds. There was a football team in there, and they were all checking him out. Or... 'her'. So anyways, his head was itching from the wig, and tore it off and said, "Fuck it!" All the jocks were like, "Oh, SHIT!" and ran out of the McDonalds. I remember that night...

Story Six (Also True):

Boy:You're beautiful.

Girl:No, I'm not.

Boy:You are.

Girl:There's much prettier girls out there.

Boy:Not to me.

(Minutes later...)Girl:Why do you think I'm beautiful?

The boy gently kissed her.

Boy:Beauty's also on the inside. And you're the most beautiful girl I've ever met.

Story Seven:

Once upon a time,

In a far away land,

There lived a beautiful,

Independent princess.

One day, while reading a book

At a nearby pond,

A frog jumped on her lap.

He said, "Fair lady,

I was once a handsome prince,

Untill a witch casted an evil spell on me.

Kiss me, and we will live on my land.

You can prepare my meals,

Bare my children, And forever

Feel greatful in doing so."

That night, the princess had

Lightly sauteed frog legs.

She chuckled and thought to herself,

"I don't fucking think so."

Q:What do you do when your ex-boyfriend's on the ground, rolling in pain?

A:Shoot him again, just incase.

Q:Why is it SO hard to find who are good-looking, sweet, and caring?

A:They all have boyfriends already.