Name: Alpha Death. Got a problem, boy?

Age: Somewhere between one and and You're a Stalker, You Little Boy!

Favorite Pairings:

Dramione, Pertemis, Perlia and PerZoë!

Idk how I forgot about Gluxa, but there's another favorite pairing

Favorite Book Series: Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Harry Potter, Heroes of Olympus (Haven't read the last book. Nor will I. Screw you all.) and The Underland Chronicles!

Favorite Music: Are you a stalker?! Anyways...

Rap, anything by Eminem and Wiz Khalifa.

And more recently, Dubstep.

Listen to the Fast and Furious Soundtrack; Gotta love that stuff!

Location: Anonymous Headquarters. You may never find me.

Anything you want to learn about me, boy, you will have to PM me. Got it, you little boy? Good.

Sumus Anonymous.

Sumus Legion.

Nos potest Dimitte,

Quamvis scilicet nos urbes recipiemus numquam obliviscaris.

Expecta nos.

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
--Fort Minor, Remember the Name

Entitled: A scary way to break up.

I dont believe this, but i got chill bumps …….

A SCARY WAY TO BREAK UP!!!!! DO NOT stop reading this or something bad will happen!!!!!!!!

One day, Sarah was walking home from school when her boyfriend drove by and honked at her to get in. She got in his car and he drove her to the lake. Her boyfriend said he was going to tell her something very important.

Sarah could have sworn he was going to propose. However, he flicked her off, pushed her in the lake and yelled, “I am breaking up with you, you awful …….!! I hate you and I think that maybe you should just end your ………….. life! DUMB ………………..!!!”

He laughed and drove off. It was a very cold day. Sarah climbed out of the lake, freezing cold, and feeling the worst she had in her entire life. She got home went in a hot bath, and slit her wrists and died in the bathtub.

Her parents yelled and screamed at her to get out until they finally broke the door down. They saw no body, but the entire bathroom was dripping with her blood. Her mom went insane and killed herself three days later, her dad is in prison, accused of murder.

Later that week, Sarah’s exboyfriend was taking a shower when she came from the drain, rotting and bloody, with a razor in her hand and said “Goodbye Jason.” She cut his throat before he could scream.

If you do not repost this with the title “1 scary way to break up”, you are a heartless …………..and Sarah come to you in the shower from the drain, and will kill you the same way she killed her boyfriend. 24 ppl have broken this chain and died

You have 13 minutes

I don't actually believe this, but screw it!

A science professor begins his school year with a lecture to the students: "Let me explain the problem science has with religion."

The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.

"You're a Christian, aren't you, son?"

"Yes, sir," the student says.

"So you believe in God?"

"Absolutely."

"Is God good?"

"Sure! God's good."

"Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?"

"Yes."

Now the professor asks, "Are you good or evil?"

"The Bible says I'm evil," replies the student.

The professor grins knowingly.

"Aha! The Bible!" He considers for a moment. "Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help him? Would you try?"

"Yes, sir, I would."

"So you're good…!"

"I wouldn't say that."

"But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if you could. Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't."

The student does not answer, so the professor continues. "He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?"

The student remains silent.

"No, you can't, can you?" the professor says. He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.

"Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?"

"Er… yes," the student says.

"Is Satan good?"

The student doesn't hesitate on this one. "No."

"Then where does Satan come from?"

The student falters. "From God," he answers after a few moments.

"That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?"

"Yes, sir."

"Evil's everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything, correct?"

"Yes."

"So who created evil?" The professor continued, "If God created everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principle that our works define who we are, then God is evil."

Again, the student has no answer. "Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things, do they exist in this world?"

The student squirms on his feet. "Yes."

"So who created them?"

The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question. "Who created them?" There is still no answer. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized. "Tell me," he continues onto another student. "Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?"

The student's voice betrays him and cracks. "Yes, professor, I do."

The old man stops pacing. "Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Jesus?"

"No, sir. I've never seen Him."

"Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?"

"No, sir, I have not."

"Have you ever felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus? Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that matter?"

"No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't."

"Yet you still believe in him?"

"Yes."

"According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?"

"Nothing," the student replies. "I only have my faith."

"Yes, faith," the professor repeats. "And that is the problem science has with God. There is no evidence, only faith."

The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of his own. "Professor, is there such thing as heat?"

"Yes," the professor replies. "There's heat."

"And is there such a thing as cold?"

"Yes, son, there's cold too."

"No, sir, there isn't."

The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested. The room suddenly becomes very quiet. The student begins to explain. "You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, unlimited heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have anything called 'cold'. We can hit up to 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold; otherwise we would be able to go colder than the lowest, minus 458 degrees.

"Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy. Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat. You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it."

Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding like a hammer.

"What about darkness, professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?"

"Yes," the professor replies without hesitation. "What is night if it isn't darkness?"

"You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word.

"In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?"

The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him. This will be a good semester. "So what point are you making, young man?"

"Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed."

The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time. "Flawed? Can you explain how?"

"You are working on the premise of duality," the student explains. "You argue that there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure.

"Sir, science can't explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it.

"Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?"

"If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do."

"Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?"

The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes where the argument is going. A very good semester, indeed.

"Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an ongoing endeavour, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?"

The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion has subsided.

"To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let me give you an example of what I mean."

The student looks around the room. "Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor's brain?" The class breaks out into laughter.

"Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain, felt the professor's brain, touched or smelt the professor's brain? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all due respect, sir."

"So if science says you have no brain, how can we trust your lectures, sir?"

Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his face unreadable.

Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. "I guess you'll have to take them on faith."

"Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists with life," the student continues. "Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?"

Now uncertain, the professor responds, "Of course, there is. We see it every day. It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil."

To this the student replied, "Evil does not exist, sir, or at least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light."

The professor sat down.

This was quite funny to read... take that, teachers!

After seeing this in so many places, I just HAD to repost this... It touches my heart whenever I read it...

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

Hopefully, EVERYONE who read this, would repost this on their profile. If you don't... you deserve to be tortured by Maelstrom and to the point where you will beg for death.

If Justin Bieber was about to jump off a cliff, 80% of people would be crying their eyes out and screaming "DON'T DO IT!!!" But I would be a part of the other 20% that would be screaming and jumping on the couch with excitement with a bowl of chips at hand saying "JUMP JUMP JUMP!!!" Copy and paste this onto your profile if you are that 20%

Who wouldn't repost 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 post this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded

I JUST WANNA BE SAFE!

You Know You're a Book Nerd If:

You can randomly open to a page and know exactly what's going on. (True!)

You stay up to read a book until 4 A.M., then get back up at 7 to continue reading. (True!)

Just about everything you do revolves around reading. If you're not reading, you're probably on fanfiction.net, drawing fan art, etc. (All the time!)

You try to get all of your friends to read your favorite books. (All the time!)

Everything reminds you of the book. (EVERYTHING!)

You quote random lines all the time. (ALL THE TIME.)

You try to do things that the characters do, even though you know you can't. (Always try!)

You've gotten incredibly bored in class, and debated on doing something your favorite character can do to escape the class. (Sometimes...)

You have pictures of your favorite characters on your computer. (A few...)

You've got a book memorized. (All the ones I've read are memorized!)

You've read a specific book more than five times. (The least that I've read a book is... 7 times!)

You've read a book with 400 pages in less than two days. (ONE DAY!)

You've planned and prepared a siege on a writer's house because he/she killed a character you like. (No, not really... why would I?)

You blatantly deny it when someone calls a character fictional. (All the time!)

IF YOU ARE A BOOK NERD AND PROUD OF IT, COPY AND PASTE ONTO YOUR PROFILE!!!!!!

Dear bullies,

See that boy doing his homework in homeroom? Last night he Talked his friend out of suicide.

See that girl you just called fat? She is starving herself.

See that old man you made fun of cause of the ugly scars? He fought for our country.

See that young boy you must made fun of for always being sick? He has to walk home in the snow cause his family is too poor.

See that girl you made fun of for wearing lots of make-up? You bullied her for being ugly without it too.

Re-Post this if you are against bullying

If you don't repost this, you deserve to be bullied.

The Difference of Normal People and PJO Fans

NORMAL PEOPLE: Rely on their local weatherman for the weather forecast

PJO FANS: Will tell Zeus to make it rain

NORMAL PEOPLE: Say OMG!

PJO FANS: Say OH MY GODS!

NORMAL PEOPLE: Go to a psychiatrist to tell their feelings

PJO FANS: Won't go to one because they will take away their awesome demigod powers

NORMAL PEOPLE: Say shut up or i'll tell on you!

PJO FANS: Say shut up or my godly parent will vaporize you!

NORMAL PEOPLE: Think that PJO fans are stupid

PJO FANS: Know that normal people are stupid

NORMAL PEOPLE: When being chased yell HELP ME SOMEBODY!

PJO FANS: When being chased use their demigod powers

NORMAL PEOPLE: Get nervous/scared during thunderstorms

PJO FANS: Yell at Zeus to calm down

NORMAL PEOPLE: Would choose somewhere sunny to go for vacation

PJO FANS: Would try and find Camp Half Blood

NORMAL PEOPLE: Don't have this on their profile

PJO FANS: Would have this on their profile already

Who wouldn't have this on their profile right now?

I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead
I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should.
I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right.

Now the party is finally ending
Mom, as everyone is driving out of sight.
As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road,
the other car didn't see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.

As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say,
the other guy is drunk, Mom, and now I'm the one who will pay.
I'm lying here dying, Mom.. I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank and I will die.
Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive.

If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?

Copy and paste this on your profile if you think drunk driving should stop.

If you don't repost this, you deserve to be hit by a drunk driver.

Sweetness

This is really sweet...

When a girl is quiet, a million things are running through her mind.

When a girl is not arguing, she is thinking deeply.

When a girl looks at you with her eyes full of question, she is wondering how long you will be around.

When a girl answers "I'm fine." after a few seconds, she is not fine at all.

When a girl stares at you, she is wondering why you are lying.

When a girl rests her head on your chest, she is wishing for you to be her's forever.

When a girl wants to see you everday, she wants to be pampered.

When a girl says "I love you." she means it.

When a girl says "I miss you." nobody could miss you more than that.

Life only comes around once, so make sure you spend it with the right person.

Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, and calls you back when you hang up on him.

The guy who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.

Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead,

Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.

The one who holds your hand in front of his friends and is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you there for him.

The one who turns to his friends and declares "That's her.".

If you read this, you have to repost it, guy or girl, or you will have bad luck for the rest of your life.

If you repost this, in five minutes your true love will call or message you.

Tonight at midnight, they will realize that they love you.

Something good will happen at approximately 1:42 pm tomorrow, and it could happen anywhere.

So get ready for the biggest shock of your life.

If you don't repost this, you will be cursed with relationship problems for all of eternity.

I don't believe this, but sure. Might as well repost it!

1. Name of a person of the opposite gender.

2. Which is the best: red, black, green, blue, or yellow?

3. Your first initial?

4. Your month of birth?

5. Which is cooler, black or white?

6. Name a person of your same gender.

7. What's your favorite number?

8. Do you like California or Florida more?

9. Which is prettier, lakes or oceans?

10. What is your wish?

Right down the answers to these and then look at the answers.

Done with that?

Here are the answers:

1. You are in love with this person.
2. If you chose:
Red: You are alert and your life is full of love.
Black: You are conservative and aggressive.
Blue: You are spontaneous and enjoy kisses and affection from the ones you love.
Green: Your soul is laid back and you are reserved.
Yellow: You are a happy person and give good advice for those who are down.
3. If your initial is:
A-K: You have lots of love and friendship in your life.
L-R: You try to enjoy life to the maximum and your love life will soon blossom.
S-Z: You are a good friend and your future love life look very good.
4. If you were born in:
Jan.-Mar.: This year will go well for you and very soon you will fall in love with someone you would have least expected.
Apr.-June: You will have a strong love relationship that will not last long but the memories will last forever.
July-Sept.: You will have a good year and experience a major life changing experience for the good.
Oct.-Dec.: Your love life will not be too great, but you will eventually find your soulmate.
5. If you chose:
Black: Your life will take on a different direction, it will seem hard at the time but will be the best thing for you, and you will like the change.
White: You will have a friend who completley confides in you and would do anything for you, but you may not realize it.
6. This person is your best friend.
7. This is how many close friends you will have in a lifetime.
8. If you chose:
California: You love adventure.
Florida: You are a laid back person.
9. If you chose:
Lake: You are loyal to your friends and your love. You are reserved.
Ocean: You are spontaneous and like to please people.
10. This wish will come true only if you RE-POST THIS BULLETIN in one hour and it will become true before your next birthday.

I wanna see if this works...

This is freaky as anything...DO NOT CHEAT (You'll kick yourself later.) I was a little skeptical trying this, but if you follow the instructions you'll be surprised! We'll see tomorrow if the wish comes true. Some of the things are freakily true, but if you sit down and think about it, most of the answers are right because the way the questions are set up. The human mind of everyone, really, it works in similar ways.

Take 3 minutes and try this...it will freak you out...BUT NO CHEATING!

This game has a funny/spooky outcome.

Don't read ahead...just do it in order! It's worth a try.

First..get a pen and paper. When you actually choose names, make sure it's people you actually know and go with your first instinct.

Scroll down one line at a time...and don't read ahead or you'll ruin it!

1. First, write the numbers 1 through 11 in a column.

2. Then, beside numbers 1 and 2, write down any two numbers you want.

3. Beside the 3 and 7, write down the names of members of the opposite sex.

4. Write anyone's name (like friends or family...) in the 4th, 5th, and 6th spots.

5. Write down four song titles in 8,9,10, and 11. (Go with your instincts!)

6. Finally, make a wish.

And now the key for the game...

1. You must tell (the number in space 2) people about this game.

2. The person in space 3 is the one that you love.

3. The person in 7 is one you like but can't work out.

4. You care most about the person you put in 4.

5. The person you name in number 5 is the one who knows you very well.

6. The person you name in 6 is your lucky star.

7. The song in 8 is the song that matches with the person in number 3.

8. The title in 9 is the song for the person in 7.

9. The tenth space is the song that tells you most about YOUR mind.

10. 11 is the song telling you how you feel about life

NOW...post this bulletin (don't reply) within the hour. IF you do, your wish will come true...

I might as well...

WHY BOYS SHOULDN'T CHEAT

There was once a girl named Ashley who had a boyfriend named Jack.

Jack was the most popular guy in school.

The three most popular girls were Courtney, ASHLEY, and Emma.

Jack thought of Ashley as OKAY, but he REALLY liked Courtney.

Courtney liked jack also.

Well, of course she did, everyone did!

Ashley and Courtney were worst enemies.

Courtney tried to steal Jack away every time she had a chance to.

One day, Courtney asked Jack if he wanted to go to the movies.

Ashley heard everything...what movie theater and what time.

Ashley approached the movies that night and followed Jack and Courtney.

Ashley sat right behind them.

She watched them get close to each other and kiss...not only kiss, but practically get it on in the theater.

Courtney told Jack: "Do you want to come to my place and skip this boring movie?" He replied": "Hell, yes."

Ashley had peeked through Courtney's window.

Jack and her were messing around and Ashley watched the whole thing.

The next day at school Ashley wasn't there.

For the next few days Ashley wasn't there.

A week later her mother found her in her closet dead...she committed suicide because she had loved Jack so much.

Next to Ashley's dead body was a note.

A note that read: My dearest Jack, I watched you at the movie and at Courtney's house and I will continue to watch you.

I never thought you would do something like this to me.

I really loved you, Jack.

I died for you just like Jesus died for us.

Always with you, Ashley.

Please forward this or Ashley will haunt you and try to kill you because she wants everyone to know about Courtney

As a personal note, I'd like to say that whoever cheats deserves to be tortured by the person they cheated on. They should also be tortured by Maelstrom and to the point where they will beg for death.

Ninety-eight percent of teenagers have tried smoking pot. If you're one of the two percent who hasn't, copy this and paste it in your profile. What is pot?

Ninety-two percent of the teenage population would die if Abercrombie&Fitch said that it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. Put this in your profile if you're part of the eight percent that would be laughing your ass off. Ok... sure.

Many writers don't know the difference between 'your' and 'you're.' If you do understand it, copy and paste this into your profile. Who... never mind.

If you like to read people's profiles when you're bored, copy and paste this into your profile. I agree.

If you know our society is moving in the wrong direction, copy and paste this into your profile. Who doesn't agree with this?

If you realize that copying and pasting things into your profile is pointless (but fun), and you do it anyways, copy and paste this into your profile. It is quite fun.

If you have the most RANDOM dreams, copy this. Gods, you wouldn't believe the dream I had yesterday. So random... who likes buttered zebra wings anyway?!

If you are aware that so many people nowadays pretend to be someone they're not, copy this on your profile. Isn't that like... 99% of the teenage population?

If you have ever changed your password on something and forgotten it, copy and paste this into your profile. That has happened to everyone.

If you have ever gotten so completely sidetracked in a conversation that you don't remember why you were talking in the first place, copy this into your profile. All the time.

If you've ever thought about something when you were talking about something else, copy and paste this into your profile. Always.

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

If you've ever talked to yourself, copy and paste this into your profile. Everyone does this... right?

If you read multiple books at the same time, copy and paste this into your profile. Who doesn't?

If you have ever spent more than six hours straight on the computer, then copy and paste this into your profile. Min was 8 hours.

If your profile is long, copy and paste this on it to make it even longer. I think its short... do you?

If you have weird friends, copy this into your profile. Everyone has weird friends.

If YOU are weird, please copy this into your profile. Everyone is weird. If we were normal, we'd be perfect. And then there wouldn't be a purpose to live anymore.

If you have ever slapped yourself on the head and/or banged your head on a table for no reason, put this on your profile. Who hasn't?

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That was fun. I liked it.

Sumus Anonymous.

Sumus Legion.

Nos potest Dimitte,

Quamvis scilicet nos urbes recipiemus numquam obliviscaris.

Expecta nos.

Anonymously, Yours.