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I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that people call weird and a freak either behind my back or to my face. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a girlfriend on a cell phone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out in a year. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, doesn’t care if people call her weird (it's a compliment), who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of the little things.

My profile for Polyvore

My profile for Youtube http://www.youtube.com/user/taylor134679

Youtube videos i like and got the idea for Changes.

Sam,Bella,Dean-Set the Fire to the Third Bar http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UY017v4z3jY

Bella/Dean - And Since We're Being Honest http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jcVvud_1zik

Dean/Bella, Death By Love http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JB-8fbRYwbg

Dean and Bella Crashed http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=08OW2uve048

Dean, Bella, Sam And Edward. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UpyaXRF1Mhs&playnext_from=QL

Did You Say It ?

I Love You .

I Don't Ever Want To Live Without You ...

You Changed My Life ...

Did You Say It ?

Make A Plan , Set A Goal .

Work Toward It .

But Every Now And Then , Look Around .

Drink It In .

Because ... This Is It ...

It Might All Be Gone Tomorrow.

How Do I Love Thee? poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

I love thee to the level of everyday's

Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.

I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;

I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use

In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,Smiles, tears, of all my life!

and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.