Hello there. I would tell you my name, but that would ruin the fun of you guessing. Well this person whose writing this knows my name. *Espy the person writing this thingy* "Duhhhh ur name is soooo easy it sounds like no one :)" *Me, blank stare* "Thank you :P" Well anyway onto this little paragraph about *cough*. He usually doesn't like writing stories, but I told him he should to get more creativity inside him lol. Yes, I just hijacked his profile, since there wasn't anything on here. It was soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo boring gaaaaaahhhh. Hehe once he reads this he's going to be wow Espy you would! I've decided I should put some very berry random stuff on here.

Random Thing #1: "I hate everyday that passes and I can't see you... but even after a horrible day, hearing your voice seems to make everything better. After a good day, hearing your voice makes it a wonderful day. That's all. Just hearing your voice saying "I love you and I miss you" makes my whole world turn right side up. I love you.

Random Thing #2: "What's new Scooby Doo? We're coming after you. You're gonna solve that mystery. I see you Scooby Doo. The trail leads back to you. What's new Scooby Doo?" -Simple Plan

Random Thing #3: Alice:"I'll play you for it. Rock, paper, scissors."
Edward:" Why don't you just tell me who wins?"
Alice: "I do. Excellent."

Random Thing #4: Take my hand and take me away from this place. This place of pain and heartache. I just want to be with you forever in our own little world. Take me into your arms and hold me tightly I know this will be over soon. Kiss me lightly and sweetly. Just let me know you care. Please don't let go. I don't need to go on this roller coaster again. Just tell me you love me and every little pain that caused me will go away. Take me with you wherever you go. Being with you is just what I need.

Random Thing #5: Silently, I lifted my doggy bowl off the floor. Then, with a quick, powerful flip of my wrist, I threw it into the back of Blondie’s head so hard that – with an earsplitting bang – it smashed flat before it ricocheted across the room and snapped the round top piece off the thick newel post at the foot of the stairs. (Jacob)

184. You. Got. Food. In. My. Hair. (Rosalie)

185. I’m not going to forget this, dog. (Rosalie)

186. S’not so hard to erase a blonde’s memory. Just blow in her ear. (Jacob)