This is my friends dog Hanibale! He is a cute fuzzy bear. Hes a Kuvaz, cool huh? He wont bite hard i promise

YO DONT MESS WIT MY FRIENDS IF U DO U WILL SERIUOSLY ( I NO I SPELLED IT RONG) GET HURT!

this is me cuz if u mess w/ her u die a slow and painfull death! got it??

101 roks shez an awesome, kind, sweet, angel like friend

Joey iz my best guy dude friend he is funny and a bit of a dork tats is y i luv him so (like a bro)

Wolfy is my fav he iz the most sweetest gentelist person i no

sour iz my fav wen he in wolf form cuz he soft and cudly

Peto iz like my older bro i never had he no realize it but i think he iz like 1

Peter is a nub but he's MY nub lolz

it sucks and i hate unicorns unless its Charlie the unicorn

TWIGHLIGHT SUCKS!!!!!!!!!111 and i am a girl who HATES twighlight. unless bella,jacob,or edward die a very gruesome death then i will NEVER watch it. My cousin thought he was a vampire and bit me wen i was asleep so HA

my friend Archilles. He enjoys 2 make me giggle

I'm a doll...You can pick me up and throw me across the room...I am your doll. You can brush my hair and take off my clothes... I am your doll. You can treat me like crap and say i'm no good... I am your doll. I can hide in the doll house misunderstood... You can throw me on the ground when you get bored... But tonight is the night I take no more... When you decided to take care of me like you should... I'll be taken by another who appreciates my love

ABORTION IS WRONG MONTH ONE: Mommy, I am only 4 inches long, but I have all my organs. I love the sound of your voice. 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' 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. If you're against abortion, put this in your profile Things I Can't Live Without

MY AWSOME gaia brother