92% of girls would be dead if Justin Bieber decided breathing wasn't cool. Put this on your profile if you are part of the 8% who would be cracking up! (i'm part of the 8%)

Honestly and truly, I hate writing. I absolutely adore reading you guys' books, I can't sit down and write, it just never works. But yet, the greatest story lines pop into my head at random moments, like right now I'm thinking of a story where Liam Payne falls in love with this girl whom of which he bumps into wearing a shirt that says I <3 spoons, and of course Liam despises spoons. So then blah blah blah happens and he has her number and then over the course of a few months, they fall in love. THE END. 
Every time I try to sit down and write out these stories, I give up in total, endless frustration at how I can't write fast enough to get to the end. But truly, I don't even know what I'm saying right now so just please, I'm begging you, just ignore my hopeless rambling.
-Guy's nowhere to be found, right? So I hear a "Peek-a-Boo" and I shit you not, there he was.
-It seems like everyone's in a relationship but me. I'm just standing here like, "I like that tree...That's a nice tree."
-I don't have an attitude problem. You have a problem with my attitude, and that's not my problem. 
-I don't have a short temper, I just have a quick reaction to bullshit.
-"Did you just fall?"
"No, I attacked the floor."
"Backwards?"
"I'm skilled."
-I SHALL HAVE FOUR CHILDREN
My first daughter shall be named STACY. I shall be Stacy's mom, and I shall have it going on. My first son shall be named LUKE. Then, his father shall say "Luke, I am your father." My second daughter shall be named NARNIA. Whenever I get her something, I shall proclaim "For Narnia!!!" And, my last son shall be named SPARTA. Thus, when I introduce him, I shall announce "This is Sparta!"