Hi :)

Welcome on my profile.I'll Just say some things about me before you go to my stories.

Name:Hahaha sorry but I only can give you my name.

Age:18 (born the 27th october 2000)

Work: I'm a writer, translator and YouTuber!!!

You can find my books on: www (dot) smashwords (dot) com (slash) profile (slash) view (slash) Momoshiro15

Wattpad: batfamily18 (Here are my Song fanfictions if you like to read them...)

Archiveofourown (AO3): HarryPotterSlash

Loves: Writing,helping people,reading,Bat family reversed Age, circusses, acting, drawing, animals, Robin, Jack Frost, Bunny, Freerunners

Hates:People who don't care about other people, Bullies, Violence, Murders and other bad people

So now you know a little more about me.

ENJOY MY STORIES!!!!!!!!

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(DE) Hallo,
ich habe eine frage. Ich werde mein Buch veröffentliche und wollte wissen, wer einen E-mail will bekommen, wenn es soweit ist. In dem Buch stehen nur Gedichte in die Sprachen Deutsch, Niederländisch und Englisch. Bitte schreiben Sie ihren E-mail bei mir privat. Der E-mail wird nur zum Verlag geschickt mit info über meinem Buch. Vielen dank schon mal.

(NL) Goede dag,
ik heb een vraag. Ik ga mijn boek openbaren en wou weten of iemand interessen in een E-mailtje had als het uitkommt. In het boek zijn verschillende gedichte in duits, engels en nederlands. Alstublieft schrijf uw E-mail in een privé bericht. De E-mail word alleen naar de uitgever gestuurd zodat zu u de info over het boek sturen, als het zoveer is. Alvast bedank ik u.

(ENG) Hello,
I have a question. I'm going to publish my book soon and wanted to know, if someone was interested in getting an E-mail when my book goes on the market. The book is all about poems that I wrote in these years. It's written in english, dutch and german. Could you please write you E-mail in a private mail. Your E-mail will only be sent to my publisher. Thank you.

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Post This if You're Against Abortion

Month one

Mommy

I am only 8 inches long

but I have all my organs.

I love the sound of your voice.

Every time I hear it

I wave my arms and legs.

The sound of your heart beat

is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two

Mommy

today I learned how to suck my thumb.

If you could see me

you could definitely tell that I am a baby.

I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.

It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three

You know what Mommy

I'm a boy!!

I hope that makes you happy.

I always want you to be happy.

I don't like it when you cry.

You sound so sad.

It makes me sad too

and I cry with you even though

you can't hear me.

Month Four

Mommy

my hair is starting to grow.

It is very short and fine

but I will have a lot of it.

I spend a lot of my time exercising.

I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes

and stretch my arms and legs.

I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five

You went to the doctor today.

Mommy, he lied to you.

He said that I'm not a baby.

I am a baby Mommy, your baby.

I think and feel.

Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.

I don't like him.

He seems cold and heartless.

Something is intruding my home.

The doctor called it a needle.

Mommy what is it? It burns!

Please make him stop!

I can't get away from it!

Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy

I am okay.

I am in Jesus's arms.

He is holding me.

He told me about abortion.

Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .

One more heart that was stopped.

Two more eyes that will never see.

Two more hands that will never touch.

Two more legs that will never run.

One more mouth that will never speak.

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How could I be so lost,
In a place I know so well?
How could I be so broken,
In a family so together?
How could I be so lonely,
Surrounded by so many?
How could I be so unhappy,
Surrounded by so much beauty?
How could I be me,
When even I remain a mystery?

Source:
Family Friend Poems

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You can't prepare for this:
the DNR in red letters,
last rites over,
the monitors off,
the harsh fluorescent lights,
the curtains drawn,
and the bed rail down
because there is no place left
for your mother to fall.

And then you see her,
one eye half open,
her hands clawed like eagle talons,
her dry lips form an O of surprise,
and the tangled blue diamonds
of her hospital gown.

You reach for her,
bury your face
in the wing of her collarbone,
caress her cool cheeks,
then run your hands
down the rough cotton blanket,
feel how small she is.

Your chest is tight and aches;
this is what heart break
feels like, and now
you know.

You hear a rustle,
a young nurse presses
tissues and a phone
into your shaking hands,
ring ring ring ring,
but it's rush hour
and no one's home, yet.

You sit down so the nurse
can close your mother's eyes
and fold her hands on her chest,
while you stare at the table,
her dentures, her silver eyeglasses,
and the thick novel you brought
because she was supposed to live
through this night,
and the next.

You have some time
to straighten her matted wig,
brush some pink blush
on her waxy cheeks,
rub vanilla gloss
on her chapped lips,
spray her wrists
with sweet lavender cologne.

You remember
how much she liked cheap beer,
long cigarettes, and television,
how she knit you a white sweater
with three black kittens
for the first day of school,
how she got drunk one night
and called you a tramp.

You regret telling her
to go straight to hell,
because you know
she had a hard time
raising three kids alone,
Besides, fourteen years
of bone cancer
was hell enough.

You drag your chair to the bed,
wipe the hot tears from your face,
rub her stick thin legs,
and whisper,
'You were a good mommy,'
the same words
you will write on a slip of paper
and tuck behind the crepe pillow,
just before they close her casket.

Source:
Family Friend Poems

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Everyday
no matter how well I do in school or how well I clean the house
still they aren't happy
from the time I walk in the door till the time I go to bed every night
the screaming never seems to stop
it used to be just from my mother
but now my father too
sometimes even my older brother
the one I considered my hero
it hurts...
they tell me I'm crazy, stupid, a mess up
I just want to be good enough for them
but it seems I never will be
they say they care and they say they love me
but I'm not blind, I can see the hate they have for me
I was a mistake, they didn't believe in abortion
so, here I am, the mistake child
in the dark I sit in my room and cry
day in and day out
their words and looks
slice into me deeper than any razor ever could
this has went on for years now,
when will it end??
sometimes I wonder what it would be like
if I just got up and left...
or if I ended it all for good..
or even if I called the police...
but I'm not strong enough to do any of that
I can't last any longer
these people are not my family
the people I see everyday are monsters
they don't love me, my family did
where did my family go, they are missing :(
all this yelling is really getting to me
it's breaking me down day by day
soon there will be nothing left
I just want to be left in silence..
please, make the yelling stop!

Source:
Family Friend Poems

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She looked at me with those sad eyes
She told me to remember her when she dies
She said "no simple melody will save me
No breaks in chains will set me free"

Now she's stuck in a manuscript on paper
living in a world to save her
Cancer is no friend of mine
It never gave me a sign

Took my beautiful friend
Yes last night she saw the end
Rest in piece my dear
No more living in fear

I just need one promise from you
That this day won't make me so blue
Because it will be hard...
Living with out you

R.I.P Kara

Source:
Family Friend Poems

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I hear it crying in the night,
Even though it's not really there.
I killed my baby,
An innocent life,
Before anyone knew she was there.
Before anyone could stop me,
Before anyone could care

I didn't know what I was doing,
I was acting without thinking.
I wasn't ready for a baby.
I didn't know what I was seeking.

I killed my baby girl,
I didn't know what else to do.
She will never enter this world,
She'll never know what I knew.

I'm sorry my baby
Just know mommy loves you.
I wasn't ready for a child,
It's nothing against you.

I love you my baby,
My sweet beautiful girl.
If I could have kept you,
You would have been my whole world.

Just know mommy loves you,
You'll be safer where you are.
I pray that you forgive me,
Watch out for me from afar.

I love you my baby,
Just the way you would have been,
Just the way you are

Source:
Family Friend Poems

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Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.

And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
'Good-morning,' and he glittered when he walked.

And he was rich - yes, richer than a king -
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.

So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.

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Here is an anti bullying poem written by Jon Evans:

Identity–The Bully

They all try to look the same
all try to give themselves a name
pick on the boy who is all alone
just because his identity is his own
what has this world come to?
all this wrong that people do
just for the image they want to show
down the evil path they seem to go

The next person you go to hurt
or try to make feel like dirt
instead of trying to look cool
feel for the guy you make look a fool

A cool identity isn’t a need
let those you bully be freed
Your identity should be your own
A better person you will be known.

This poem addresses the bully personally and attempts to get him (or her) to try feeling empathetic for once towards the object of their derision. The writer also wants the bully to know that bullying doesn’t give you a “cool identity”. In fact, you really have no identity when you engage in bullying.

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Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school

He told his friends that it was cool

And when he pulled the trigger back

It shot with a great crack

Mummy I was a good girl

I did what I was told

I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold

But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye

I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry

When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another

And all because he got the gun from his older brother

Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much

And please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush

And tell my little sister that she is the only one now

And tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now

And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best

Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest

Mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class

And never to forget this and please don't let this pass

Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this

Mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss

And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try

I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry

Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest

But mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest

Mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack

Mummy listen to me if you would

I wanted to go to college

I wanted to try things that were new

I guess I'm not going with daddy

On that trip to the new zoo

I wanted to get married

I wanted to have a kid

I wanted to be an actress

Mummy I wanted to live

But mummy I must go now

The time is getting late

Mummy tell my Chris

I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date

I love you mummy I always have

I know you know it's true

Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you"

In memory of the Columbian students that were lost

Please if you would

Pass this around

I'd be happy if you could

Don't smash this on the ground

If you pass this on

Maybe people will cry

Just keep this in heart

For the people that didn't get to say "goodbye"

Now you have two choices

1) repost and show you care

2)ignore it and you have just proven you have a low-down, cold-heart

(Please just copy and paste this on to your site and show that you care)

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Now to address a serious problem:

Angie was a good girl. She did her homework, she got home on time, her life was average. One day, at school, a boy named Sam started teasing and pulling harsh pranks on the new boy, Zach. Angie witnessed it all... every punch, kick, lunch box thrown across the ground, every single thing stolen and returned broken... Angie saw... she wanted to do something but didn't!

One day Angie went under the football field bleachers. She was meeting her friend, Stacy. The 2 girls spoke before heading to leave. When, out of nowhere, a bag fell from the sky and hit Stacy on the head. The 2 girls looked up and screamed... Zach was hanging by his neck...

The investigation lasted only a few weeks. Angie told them what she knew. She couldn't help but wish she'd said something sooner! Maybe then Zach would still be alive... Sam was expelled and no one heard from him since, his family moved out of town.

Every year, to this day, Angie wished she'd said something! She couldn't help but feel partially responsible. Zach was 15! He had his entire life a head of him! And it was gone... all because of a bully!

Kids commit suicide because they're being bullied all the time. If you're against bullying please post this on your own profile… OR PROVE YOU'RE HEARTLESS!!!!!!

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Copy and pasted this!

I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.

I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.

I'm a NEGRO so I MUST carry a gun.

I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a ditz

I'm JAMAICAN so I MUST smoke weed.

I'm HAITIAN so I MUST eat cat.

I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be sexy.

I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy.

I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.

I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.

I'm ARAB, so I MUST be a terrorist.

I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch

I'm a GAY RIGHTS SUPPORTER, so I WILL go to Hell

I'm a CHRISTAN, so I MUST think gay people should go to hell.

I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.

I'm ATHEIST so I MUST hate the world.

I don't have a RELIGION, so I MUST be evil and have no morals

I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.

I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible

I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.

I TAKE (or used to take) ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.

I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.

I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.

I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store.

I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage.

I'm a CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be a whore...

I'm a DANCER, So I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore

I wear SKIRTS a lot, so I MUST be a slut.

I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.

I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.

I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth or emo.

I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend

I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.

I'm NOT A VIRGIN, so I MUST be easy.

I FELL IN LOVE WITH A MARRIED MAN, so I MUST be a home-wrecking whore.

I'm a TEENAGE MOM, so I MUST be an irresponsible slut.

I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals

I'm ITALIAN, so I must have a "big one".

I'm EGYPTIAN, so I must be a TERRORIST!

I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin.

I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life.

I'm INTO THEATER & ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.

I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.

I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fucking them all.

I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be a player. (I'm a girl...)

I have Big BOOBS, so I MUST be a hoe.

I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.

I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.

I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool and thats how Russians roll.

I'm GERMAN, so I must be a Nazi.

I hang out with GAYS, so I must be GAY TOO

I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST be a WHORE with a BIG BUTT

I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13

I'm POLISH, so I MUST be greedy

I'm HAWAIIAN so I MUST be lazy

I'm PERUVIAN, so I MUST like llamas

I'm a STONER so I MUST be going in the wrong direction

I'm a VIRGIN so I MUST be prude.

I'm STRAIGHT EDGE so I must be violent.

I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly.. or crazy.

I'm BLACK so I MUST love fried chicken and kool-aid.

I'm a GIRL who actually EATS LUNCH, so I MUST be fat.

I'm SINGLE so I MUST be ugly.

I'm a SKATER so I must do weed and steal stuff

I'm a PUNK so I must only wear black and date only other punks

I'm ASIAN so I must be a NERD that does HOMEWORK 24/7

I'm MIXED so I must be screwed up.

I'm MUSLIM so I MUST be a terrorist.

I'm in BAND, so I MUST be a dork.

I'm BLACK so I MUST believe JESUS WUZ A BROTHA…

I'm MORMON so I MUST be perfect

I'm WHITE and have black friends so I MUST think I'm black

I'm GOTH so I MUST worship the devil.

I'm HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty.

I'm NOT LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, so I MUST be a loser.

I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control.

I'm PREPPY, so I MUST shun those who don't wear Abercrombie & Hollister.

I'm on a DANCE team, so I must be stupid, stuck up, and a whore.

I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.

I'm MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border.

I GOT A CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, so I MUST be a spoiled brat.

I'm BLACK, so I MUST love watermelon

I'm BI, so I MUST think every person I see is hot

I'm an ASIAN GUY, so I MUST have a small penis.

I'm a GUY CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be gay.

I'm a PREP, so I MUST be rich.

I don't like the SUN so I MUST be an albino.

I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party.

I wear tight PANTS and I'm a guy, so I MUST be emo.

I couldn't hurt a FLY, So I MUST be a pussy.

I support GAY RIGHTS, so I MUST fit in with everyone

I hang out with teenage drinkers and smokers, so I MUST smoke and drink too.

I have ARTISTIC TALENT, so I MUST think little of those who don't

I don't like to be in a BIG GROUP, so I MUST be anti-social.

I have a DIFFERENT sense of HUMOR, so I MUST be crazy.

I tell people OFF, so I MUST be an over controlling bitch.

My hair gets GREASY a lot, so I MUST have no hygiene skills.

I'm DEFENSIVE, so I MUST be over controlling and a bitch.

I'm a NUDIST, so I MUST want everyone to see my boobs.

I read Comics, so I MUST be a loser.

I hang out with a FORMER PROSTITUTE.. So I MUST be a whore myself.

I'm TEXAN so I MUST ride a horse

I’m a CROSS-DRESSER, so I must be homosexual

I draw ANIME so I MUST be a freak.

I am a FANGIRL so I MUST be a crazy, obsessed stalker.

I'm an ONLY CHILD so I MUST be spoiled.

I'm INTELLIGENT so I MUST be weak.

I am AMERICAN so I MUST be obese, loud-mouthed and arrogant.

I'm WELSH so I MUST love sheep

I’m a YOUNG WRITER, so I MUST be emo.

I'm a GUY, so I MUST ditch my pregnant girlfriend.

I'm DISABLED, so I MUST be on Welfare.

I'm a FEMINIST, so I MUST have a problem with sexuality and I want to castrate every man on the earth.

I'm a TEENAGER, so I MUST have a STEREOTYPE.

I WEAR A BIG SUNHAT when I go outside, so I MUST be stupid.

I'm an ALBINO, so I MUST be an evil person with mental abilities and A MURDERER!

I'm ENGLISH, so I MUST speak with either a cockney or a posh accent, love tea and cricket, and have bad teeth.

I’m WHITE, so I MUST be responsible for everything going wrong on the planet: past, present, and future. (……….)

I’m not the most POPULAR person in school, so I MUST be a loser

I care about the ENVIRONMENT...I MUST be a tree hugging hippie.

I have a FAN CHARACTER, so I MUST be an annoying Mary-sue.

I CHAT, I MUST be having cyber sex

I'm PAGAN so I MUST sacrifice babies and drink the blood of virgins

I'm PAGAN so I MUST worship Satan

I'm CONSERVATIVE, so I MUST be against Abortion

I'm SWEDISH so I MUST be a tall blond blue-eyed lesbian.

I'm a LESBIAN so I MUST want to get with every single girl that I see.

I like CARTOONS, so I MUST be IRRESPONSIBLE.

I like READING, so I MUST be a LONER. not really

I have my OWN spiritual ideology; therefore I MUST be WRONG or MISGUIDED.

I am WICCAN, so I MUST be a SATANIST.

I DISAGREE with my government, so I MUST be a TERRORIST.

I am a WITCH, so I MUST be and OLD HAG and fly on a broomstick.

I love YAOI, so I MUST be GAY.

I'm a PERSON, so I MUST be LABELED

I DON'T CURSE, so I MUST be an outcast

I like GAMES, ANIME and COMICS, so I MUST be childish

I'm SWEDISH, therefore I MUST be WHITE.

I SPOT GRAMMATICAL ERRORS, so I MUST be a pedantic bastard.

I'm GOTHIC, so I MUST be mean.

I’m STRONG so I MUST be stupid.

I'm Australian so I MUST hunt crocodiles and talk to kangaroos

I go to RENFAIRES, so I MUST talk weird, be a loser, and not be up with the times

I’m GAY so I’m after EVERY straight guy around.

I don’t want a BOYFRIEND so I MUST be Lesbian.

I'm NOT CHRISTIAN so I MUST just need converting

I love marching band, so I MUST be a friendless freak.

I DRINK and SMOKE, so I MUST have no life.

I am friends with a CUTTER, so I MUST be a CUTTER too.

I cry easily, so I MUST be a wimp.

I can't help pointing out mistakes sometimes so I MUST be an over-controlling perfectionist (the world is insane, what next??)

I'm a PERFECTIONIST so I MUST check everything ten times, them burst into tears at one mistake

I DON'T LIKE to talk about my personal life so I MUST be having problems

I’m HOME-SCHOOLED so I MUST be a SOCIAL REJECT with no friends, or a SPELLING BEE winner.

I used to CUT so I'm EMO

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My name is May

I am but three,

My eyes are swollen

I cannot see,

I must be stupid

I must be bad,

What else could have made

My daddy so mad?

I wish I were better

I wish I weren't ugly,

Then maybe my mommy

Would still want to hug me.

I can't speak at all

I can't do a wrong

Or else I'm locked up

All the day long

When I awake

I'm all alone

My folks aren't home.

When my mommy does come

I'll try and be nice,

So maybe I'll get just

One whipping tonight

Don't make a sound!

I just heard a car

My daddy is back

From Charlie's Bar.

I hear him curse

My name he calls

I press myself

Against the wall.

I try and hide

From his evil eyes

I'm so afraid now

I'm starting to cry.

He finds me weeping

He shouts ugly words,

He says its my fault

That he suffers at work.

He slaps me and hits me

And yells at me more,

I finally get free

And I run for the door.

He's already locked it

And I start to bawl,

He takes me and throws me

Against the hard wall.

I fall to the floor

With my bones nearly broken,

And my daddy continues

With more bad words spoken.

"I'm sorry," I scream

But its now much too late

His face has been twisted

Into unimaginable hate.

The hurt and the pain

Again and again

Oh please God, have mercy!

Oh please let it end!

And he finally stops

And heads for the door,

While I lay there motionless

Sprawled on the floor.

My name is May

And I am but three,

Tonight my daddy,

Murdered me.

This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murder chanted, "Toma Sota balcu," as he buried her. Now that you have read this chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you pos
t this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded

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IFs:

If you ran up a "Down" escalator, copy this into your profile.

If you are a die hard yaoi fangirl/fanboy, then hurry up and copy this to your profile!

If you've ever asked a really stupid, obvious question, copy and paste this onto your profile.

Recent studies show that 92 percent of teenagers have moved on to rap. If you're part of the 8 percent that stayed with rock (indie), put this in your profile.

If you have a tendency to talk to your self, copy and paste this into your profile

If you have ever crashed into a wall, then noticed that it was a wall then still apologized, copy/paste this onto your profile

If you have ever been called eccentric/enigmatic copy/paste this onto your profile

If you have ever run into a door, copy this into your profile.

If you have ever run into a tree, copy this to your profile!

If you have ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever fallen up the stairs copy this into your profile

If you have ever tripped down the stairs copy this into your profile.

If you know someone who should be run over by a bus, copy this to your profile

If you have ever pushed on a door that said pull or vice versa copy this into your profile

If you don't watch Laguna Beach, Jersy Shore or The Hills, never have, never will, and are proud of it, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you've ever had a mad laughing fit for no reason, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you think that life without computers is useless, copy and paste this to your profile.

If you believe that preps travel in packs then place this on your profile

If someone has ever said something to you that had nothing to do with your current conversation, copy and paste this into your profile.

Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, than weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it, copy this onto your profile!

If you hate those irritating mosquitos giving you mosquito bites, copy this in your profile.

If your profile is long, copy and paste this on it to make it even longer

If you've ever copied and pasted something onto your profile, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If reality continues to ruin your life, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you believe that fan clubs are the legal way to stalk someone, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you are a ninja, copy and paste this into your profile.

I once read that only math can save us now. Put this in your profile if you're screwed.

If you have ever crashed into a wall while you were sugar high, copy onto profile

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If you know our society is moving in the wrong direction, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you know a video game/book/movie/anime/manga character or weapon that need(s) to exist, copy and paste this into your profile

If you have ever gone around poking random people copy and paste this into your profile

If you have said something you were thinking out loud without knowing, copy this into your profile.

If you have sung stupid/funny songs out loud, while skipping too. Copy and add this into your profile.

If you have done something stupid/dangerous with your friends/family members or alone, add this into your profile.

Admitting you are weird means you are normal. Saying that you are normal is odd. If you admit that you are weird and like it, copy this onto your profile.

If you are weird, insane, crazy, odd, not-normal, a freak of nature, psychotic, random, or anything similar, post this in your profile.

If you're a certified Sociopath, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have actually considered getting an Impala for your first car, copy and paste this into your profile

If you die in an elevator, be sure to press the 'up' button.

If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?

If the world doesn't end December 21, 2012, I bet there'll be a lot of babies born in September, 2013.

If all your boyfriend want is breasts, thighs, and legs, tell him to go to KFC and get a value meal.

You might be a red-neck if:

If you've ever pronounced Canada, can-a-dee-uh...

If your children have driven a tractor/backhoe before they got the training wheels of their bike...

If you consider camo your favorite color...

If your daughter's dream car is a pick-up truck...

If your daughter's idea of a good time is trudging through the woods in the middle of winter...

If you/someone you know is a grammar freak but often says ain't...

If you can sing along to every song on your local country radio station, including some that are older than you...

If a bonfire is one of your favorite smells...

If your daughter walks in the garage in hunting season and the first thing she says is "Did you shoot anything yet?"...

If you haven't died yet, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you spend multiple hours each day reading or writing, or a combination of both, copy and paste this into your profile

If you try to fail and succeed, which have you done?

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The girl you just called fat?

She is overdosing on diet pills.

The girl you just called ugly?

She spends hours putting makeup on hoping people will like her.

The boy you just tripped?

He is abused enough at home.

See that man with the ugly scars?

He fought for his country.

That guy you just made fun of for crying?

His mother is dying.

Put this as you're profile if you're against bullying. I bet 95% of you wont put this on your profile, but I'm sure the people with a heart and backbone will.

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Ninety-five percent of teenagers are concerned about being popular.

If you are one of the five percent who aren’t,

copy this,

put it in your profile,

and add your name to the list:

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