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. . . you tell people to "Get bent and die."

. . . you won't play Monopoly because you think the guy with the cane is a Shadow Man.

. . . you are convinced your boyfriend has fangs.

. . . you see someone on AOL with the same Marylynete screen name as you, you threaten to report them.

. . . you get into fights with your best friend over witch LJ character is your boyfriend.

. . . you stick crystals to your head and draw grapes.

. . . your coaches tell you to play 'shadow man' in basketball and you look around expectantly hoping to see a gorgeous blond guy.

. . . you take out your agressions by driving stakes into people and saying, "This kitten has claws."

. . . you start writing notes to yourself that say, "Dead before seventeen."

. . . you jump on BART tracks and try to stop trains using your 'blue fire'.

. . . you are convinced your brother's girlfriend is a witch.

. . . you think it's some kind of omen when people wear mismatched socks.

. . . you avoid Hallmark stores for fear of dragons.

. . . you actually do these things.

. . . you pretend you're one of LJ's characters and make your friends call you by one of the character's names.

. . . you wear a Black Iris pin in the hopes that someone from the Night World will think you're a vampire and say hello to you.

. . . every hot guy you see is either a Julian, a Damon, or an Ash.

. . . you develop a splitting migrane from trying to telepathically link minds with someone too hard.

. . . you freak out every time you see a black crow in the area.

. . . you crouch down and end up pulling muscles from trying to turn into a black panther.

. . . you learn how to use a shotgun just in case a wolf attacks you in a dry riverbed.

. . . you convince yourself that those three girls who just moved in next door offed the old lady who used to live there who they claim was their aunt.

. . . you try to hypnotize a rabid dog from three feet away.

. . . you try channeling energy into someone who's screaming in pain because you're touching the nasty bruise you just gave them.

. . . every night you pray to the Sexy Ittalian Vampire Will Visit My School And Fall In Love With Me Gods.

. . . you cross the street whenever you see someone wearing a lapis ring or a black flower.

. . . you think The Fellowship of the Ring is a group of psychics in Canada.

. . . after a nightmare, you slip a moonstone under your pillow- just in case.

. . . you cringe every time you see a picture of a witch in a black hat and broomstick.

. . . you find yourself unusually weary of cute little kittens.

. . . every time someone mentions a club, you ask if that's with a capital C.

. . . you start signing you letters Unity.

. . . you watch your grandfather constantly, wondering what exactly he's doing in the basement.

. . . you talk to crows in the hopes that one might be a beautiful, darkly charming vampire in disguise.

. . . your only hobby is searching the streets of America in vain for a More Games store.

. . . you're imediately distrustful of people named Kathrynn, Caroline, John, Zeetes, Hunter and Lily.

. . . you instantly fall in love with any tough, conciousless killers named Ash or Gabriel, because you know they'll change for the better as soon as you conivince then that they're your soul mate.

. . . every time you hear a stranger is in town you lay sleeplessly at night wondering if he's your soulmate.

. . . you always carry a pencil with you- JUST in case

. . . you think it's a compliment if someone calls you a witch.

. . . you take a silver bullet to the pyschologist's just in case werewolves interrupt your session.

. . . you check every ring you see for a secret inscription on the inside.

. . . you go to the beach and dig holes in the sand hoping to discover a skull.

. . . you take apart your mother's garden in attempts to make a love potion.

. . . everyone at your school thinks you're weird because you draw pictures of Black Dahlias and hold them up with questioning eyes so that the person next to you can see it.

. . . you go to your little cousin's house, she asks you if you want to see her new Barbie Dream Mansion she just got for Christmas, and you run into her room and try to climb inside the doll house while screaming, 'It's the door to the Shadow World!'

. . . you hit your head trying to walk through mirrors.