[a girl asked a guy if she wuz pretty, he said no. she asked him if he wanted her, he sed no. she asked if she left would he cry, he said no. she turned to leave, he grabbed her by the arm and said... you're not pretty, ur beautiful, and i don't want u, i need u. and i wouldn't cry if u left, i would die.] i like this story 2...

[A girl and a guy were speeding over 100mph on the road.
Girl* Slow down! Im scared!
Guy* No this is fun.
Girl* No its not! Please its too scary!
Guy* Then tell me you love me.
Girl* Fine. I love you!! Now please, slow down!
Guy* Now give me a BIG hug!
*Girl hugs him*
Guy* Can u take my helmet off & put it on? Its buggin me.-
- In the paper the next day a motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it but only one surivied. The truth was that half way down the road, the guy realizes his breaks broke. He didnt want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug one last time. Then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.]
i love this story...

this is so cool! i think it's from princess mononoke...im pretty sure...

im most like....Yuffie!

       The Tell Tale Heart
Truel-nervous-very,verydreafully nervous i had been and am; but why will you say that i am mad? The disease had sharpened not destroyed-not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. i heard all things in heaven and in the earth. i heard many things in hell. How, then, why am i mad? Harken! and observe how healthily-how calmly i can tell you the whole story.

It is impossible to say how 1st the idea entered my brain; but, 1nce conceived, it haunted me day & night. object there was none. passion there was none. i loved the old man. he had never wronged me, my blood ran cold; and so by degrees--very gradually-i made up my mind 2 take the life of the old man, and thus rid myself of the eye 4 ever.