My name is Louise and i'm 20 years old.

I'm from Haarlem, the Netherlands.

I'm a big fan of Harry Potter and that's because of my mom. She gave me the first book on Sinterklaas, pakjesavond (Santa Clause in the Netherlands).

I've been a fan of Bones and the three CSI's for a long time. I'm a Bones fan since the first season. I begged my parents for the DVD boxes of season 1 and 2 and I've seen them a little to much since I got 1 on my birthday and bought 2 myself.

I've become a fan of Glee. I watched the show sometimes, but I was always at soccer practise when it was on TV, so I became a fan when I found it on the internet before Christmas 2011. And since then, i'm hooked. It's my number one show, next to Bones.

I'm also a fan of the series: Bones, CSI New York, CSI Miami, CSI, The Mentalist, Crimenal Minds, Glee, Ghost Whisperer, Fringe, House, Friends, Ik Hou Van Holland, De Lama's and The Voice Kids.

The movies I like: After Earth, The Twilight Saga, Harry Potter, The Lord of the Rings, Water for Elephants, Remember Me, In Oranje and She's the man.

The best books: The Twilight Saga, Harry Potter, Bob Evers serie, Snuf de Hond and Timboektoe.

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Girl: Do I ever cross your mind?
Boy: No

Girl: Do you like me?
Boy: No

Girl: Do you want me?
Boy: No

Girl: Would you cry if I left?
Boy: No

Girl: Would you live for me?
Boy: No

Girl: Would you do anything for me?
Boy: No

Girl: Choose-me or your life
Boy: My life

The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says...

The reason you never cross my mind is because you're always on my mind.

The reason why I don't like you is because I love you.

The reason I don't want you is because I need you.

The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left.

The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you.

The reason why I'm not willing to do you anything for you is because I would do everything for you.

The reason I chose my life is because you ARE my life.

If you find this incredibly cute and touching, copy and paste it into your profile

A girl and a guy were speeding, on a motorcycle, over 90 mph on the road...

Girl: Slow down. I'm scared

Guy: No, this is fun.

Girl: No, it's not. Please, you're really scaring me!

Guy: Then tell me you love me.

Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!

Guy: Now give me a big hug. Girl hugs him

Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? It's bugging me.

(In the paper the next day)

A motorcycle crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it, but only one survived.

The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his brakes went out, but he didn't want to let the girl know.
Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die

PLEASE READ. It's so sad. I cried. ='(
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll." Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly.
"No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there." His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing.
He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy.
"Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''
"OK," he said, "I hope I do have enough."
I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"
Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!'' "I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' "My mommy loves white roses."
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever..
The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Repost this message.
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.

PLEASE READ WHAT'S UNDER THIS!!

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 one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again. 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 man who died when the paramedics 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 did not 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 who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.

Re-post this if you believe homophobia is wrong. Please do your part to end it and you don't have to be gay to do so. I'm not, but I will stand up against anyone who has a problem with homosexuality.

Glee:

The First Character I Fell in Love With: Kurt Hummel or Blaine Anderson or both (don't remember)
The Character I Never Expected to Love as Much as I do Now: Santana Lopez
The Character Everyone Loves that I Hate: Quinn Fabray
The Character I Love that Everyone Hates: Rachel Berry
The Glee actor I Want to be Like: Lea Michele (voice) Dianna Agron (beauty) Darren Criss (acting) Harry Shum jr. (dancing) Chris Colfer (person)
My Three Favorite Characters: Kurt Hummel & Blaine Anderson
My Three Least Favorite Characters: Terri Schuester
My Favorite Guest Star: Matt Bomer (Cooper Anderson)
My Favorite Group Performance: Nationals Chicago 2012
A Couple that I want to See Getting Less Screen Time: Finchel
The Best, Most Perfect Couple out There: Klaine

Color: bleu
Food: broodje kroket of frikandel
Candy: Raffaello's
Type of Cheese: don’t like cheese, only melted on tosti's
Pizza Topping: mozerella, pollo, quatro formaggi
Salad Dressing: yogurt
Sandwich: avocado with tomato and cream
Cereal: crushly
Fruit: Apple, banana, kiwi, strawberry
Vegetable: avocado, tomato, beans
Berry: strawberry, raspberry
Cake: chocolate muffins
Movie: Harry Potter, Twilight, In Oranje
Magazine: Stars, soccermagazines
Newspaper: Telegraaf
TV Show: Bones, 3x CSI, Glee, Friends, De Lama's, Ik Hou Van Holland
Website: fanfiction.net, tumblr
Radio Station: 100, radio 538, Skyradio
Font: Calibri
Cartoon Character: Asterix et Obelix
Artist (painter): Monet
Actor: Chris Colfer, Darren Criss, Robert Pattinson, David Boreanaz,
Actress: Kristen Stewart, Emily Dechanel, Lea Michele
CD: Mango Grove
Song: Vlinder – Nick en Simon, I'll Remember - Chris Colfer, It's Time - Darren Criss
Music Group: Nick en Simon
Singer: Lea Michele, Chris Colfer, Darren Criss, Amber Riley, Declan Galbraith
Month: May (spring and my birthday)
Day of the Week: Saturday (soccer match day)
Season: spring or summer
Holiday: summer or Christmas
Number: 815
Phrase: "Rachel manages to dress like a toddler and a grandmother at the same time." -Kurt Hummel, Glee.
Weekend Activity: Soccer games
Sport to Play: soccer, speed ice skating
Animal: polar bear, kiwi bird
Flower: orchid and fire arow
Board Game: kolonisten, monopoly, jungle speed
Wheater: sunny, dry
Coke/Pepsi: coke
Sprite/7-up: sprite
Gold/silver: gold
Vanilla/chocolate: depends...
Flowers/Candy: flowers
Book/magazine: book, sometimes a magazine in the train
TV/radio: tv, radio in my room or car
Glass half empty/half full: half full
Democrat/Republican: neither, I'm not American
Colored pencils/markers: both
Coffee/tea: tea
Sun/moon: both
Day/night: both
Hot/cold: together
Dog/cat: dog, but also a little kitten, or a puppy
Button/zipper: zipper
Cotton/feather pillow: feather
Plumber/trashman: plumber
Jeans/shorts: both, depends...
Long distance relationship/none: long distance
Mechanical/regular pencil: regular
Romantic comedy/thriller: romantic comedy
Peanut butter/jelly: jelly
Waffles/pancakes: both
Letter/Email: email
Florida/CA: never been to the USA, so I would go to any state given the chance
Pizza/Burgers: both
Hat/Visor: hat
Football/rugby: footbal
Ice skating/blading: ice skating