I'm a 14 years old girl from Germany, that loves Twilight, her family and friends

here's my profile:

I love:

Twilight (its my life!)

Edward Cullen (yes, I'm Team Edward … not just because he sparkles or looks like an angel, but cause I love his character and the way he protects Bella always jealous, well, indescribable xP)

music (Simple Plan, Paramore, Sugarcult, Linkin Park, the days Grace, Framing Hanley, … and so much more =))

Oreo (best cookies! Oreo rules! o.O)

dancing in the rain

fanfictions

my Ipod (- music

Rosalies necklace

David and Goliath

the colors: bronze, brown and red

my writing pad (there r all my fanfictions, “dirty” little secrets xP, … well, everything about me - private)

and so muuuch more =)

I definitely hate:

haters or hate comments (I mean, of course, I hate some things too, but there's no reason to write hate comments! That's just childish! Be happy, live your life and let me love what I want xP)

racialism (that's just disgusting! I don't care where people r from, or if they're rich … by the way, being skin-deep is another thing I hate)

the message: 'We are sorry. You're computer just crashed'

and broccoli!

more about me:

99.9 of girls would be dead if Edward Cullen decided breathing wasn't cool. I'm one of them

I've got brown-blond hair (awww, want brown)

green eyes

I'm learning many languages: English, German (well, okay: mother tongue xP), Latin and French (and my friend taught me Greek … well, she tried before she gave up o.O)

I want to live in America at least for a few years … (AND there is more with Twilight .)

I was a Twilightfan before it was cool (sorry, but I hate it that there r so many fans who “love” it just because its popular! I mean its just skin-deep, when fans respond to the question “Why do you love Edward?” “Because he is sooo hot and good-looking.” ... (ok, i know he is xD)

A girl and guy were speeding over 100mph on a motorcycle

Girl: Slow down, I'm scared!

Guy: No, this is fun.

Girl: No, it's not. Please, I'm scared.

Guy: Then tell me you love me.

Girl: I love you, now slow down!

Guy: Now give me a big hug.

She gives him a big hug

Guy:Can you take off my helmet and put it on yourself, it's bothering me.

In the newspaper the next day, a motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it and only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized his break wasn't working but he didn't want the girl to know. Instead he had her hug him and tell him one last time that she loved him. Then he had her put on his helmet so that she would live even if he died. Copy this onto your profile if you would do the same thing for someone you love.

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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 (that is the best part of dating is cuddling!)

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
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
That I cared

AND I'm sorry

for not beeing sorry anymore

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.

I love this! Its true :P I hope I'm not like that!

any questions?? mail me =)