My name is Margaret Brown and my love life is practically nonexistent. I am antisocial and I over react when I'm near people. I have never been in a real relationship, (don't get me wrong I love being me so don't think that I hate myself) but a single day and a single man may change that. Releasing my inner love bird. This has nothing to do with the really 50 shades of grey it is like the total opposite but In a good, funny way. ENJOY! Stay CHRIS-P my friends

Just an essay i had to write for my US History class. Teacher liked it so maybe y'all will like it.

Stereotypes. I hate them. On my first day at my new school, a girl in a blue and white cheerleader's uniform told me I 'looked like a cheerleader' and asked me to come to tryouts. I almost decked her. Blonde hair and blue eyes do not a cheerleader make. Cheerleaders can be bitchy and mean but they can also act all happy and excited and they can drool and swoon over Finn Wallace – the hands-down hottest guy in school – like there's no tomorrow. Me? Well, I'm just bitchy and mean. So someone please tell me why Finn Wallace is suddenly chasing after me? *This is NOT a Bridgit Mendler fan fiction* Copyright © 2013 CrayonChomper

Unicorn one day ventures off to Rainbow Falls and rescues a lollipop from being eaten. They become the bestist of friend and go on crazy adventures together!!!!

Miley Cyrus, the District 3 tribute in the 74th Annual Hunger Games, is threatened to make life and death decisions and finds a potential love interest while fighting the other tributes in the Games.

This is about my only small freind mr bean

Pinkies POV. "If you really care to know the truth, Fluttershy, I will tell you" I stated as I sighed heavily. I haven't told anypony the truth, the truth of how I got my cutie mark, the truth of how I met rainbow dash, how the cyan filly forgot all about our adventures in the mental hospital. I hadn't told anypony about the fact that I killed my father. How I fell in love. I had kept the story bottled up in me, thinking that the only way I could keep rainbow safe is if I hid the truth from her. But the truth was hard to contain, I felt it breaking at the walls within me, begging to be free, to be spilled across the floor. I played with my pink bouncy mane as Fluttershy stared at me with her azure eyes filled with concern. "Well, it all started on a rock farm..." I began as the rest of the story ensued, spilling out of me. (Cover art by me: DeadcatX on deviantart)