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Post by EmberRoze on Mar 1, 2009 16:20:28 GMT -6
You know you're way into Twilight when. . .
. . . you don't know the difference between "you're" and "your"".
. . .It's acceptable for someone to date you solely because you smell good
. . .Sparkles are sexier than lingerie.
. . .Normal boys just won't make the cut
. . .It's cool to be stalked
. . .Brains don't count. It's all in the unwashed - sparkley - sullenboy goodness.
. . .You start to walk around with only one facial expression.
. . .You turn and shout "WHATWHERE!?" when you hear the name Edward
. . .Your flairboard is caked in Edward-nummyness.
. . .You think Jacob/Edward/Bella/Emmet/insertnamehere can just die/have sex with you/eat dirt/be real
. . .It's the first and only book you've read in three years
. . .You wished you were Bella/Emmet/Alice/Edward/Jacob/Renes. . .whateverhernameis
. . .Falling down stairs is an acceptable excuse for virtually everything.
. . .Even though glitter is herpes, you cover your boyfriend in it so he'll look like Edward
. . . You don't shower so you can be like Edward
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Post by Pez on Mar 1, 2009 16:23:06 GMT -6
. . .You threaten to call the movie theater manager because those teens in the back row are interrupting your fifth viewing of the movie.
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