1. You don't like your crush now because he doesn't have golden eyes.
2.You cover yourself in body glitter so you can sparkle like edward.
3.You're saving your allowance for a trip to Forks, Washigton, where bella lives.
4.You just realized how cuddly and cute werewolves are.
5.You refuse to visit a doctor unless he looks like Carsile.
6.You ask your parents if you change your last name to cullen.
7.You fall asleep to, "Bella's Lullaby", from the Twilight soundtrack.
8.When choosing a outfit, you always think, "What would alice wear?"
9.You used to love sunny days ,but now you'll only go out if it's rainy and cloudy.
10.You purposely trip over thigs so you can be as clumsy as bella.
2.You cover yourself in body glitter so you can sparkle like edward.
3.You're saving your allowance for a trip to Forks, Washigton, where bella lives.
4.You just realized how cuddly and cute werewolves are.
5.You refuse to visit a doctor unless he looks like Carsile.
6.You ask your parents if you change your last name to cullen.
7.You fall asleep to, "Bella's Lullaby", from the Twilight soundtrack.
8.When choosing a outfit, you always think, "What would alice wear?"
9.You used to love sunny days ,but now you'll only go out if it's rainy and cloudy.
10.You purposely trip over thigs so you can be as clumsy as bella.
this is my opinion just to let you know so I am going to speak out loud and tell you what I think about Renesme and Jacob,i mean seriously Jacob marked Renesme as a baby so he can marry her I mean really he only did that cause he fell in love with Bella and she married Edward so since he noticed Renesme was exactly like bella he fell in love with her as a baby and that's why he marked her and that's why he married her that's what I think I watched the ending and all that with Jacob and Renesme and Belle and Edward on thye beach with Renesme holding Jacobs hand cause they just married that was crazy that he married her anyways, that's my opinion thx for reading!!!!!!!
It's all hats off now, all drum rolls and applause
By slight of the hand you will turn them into dust
A face to face you will lead them by the fall
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
It’s all good luck charms
All trying to understand
Indeed inside me will always hope for worse
You say you keep them close by
They're closer than you think
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
Next spring will bring you back again
You'll sigh and crack the whip for us
And maybe you will be the one
Who'll draw the line in the sand
For us to crawl
It's all past bats now
All painting gorgeous time
And maybe when the night comes
You'll open up the cage
You'll open up the cage
By slight of the hand you will turn them into dust
A face to face you will lead them by the fall
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
It’s all good luck charms
All trying to understand
Indeed inside me will always hope for worse
You say you keep them close by
They're closer than you think
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
Next spring will bring you back again
You'll sigh and crack the whip for us
And maybe you will be the one
Who'll draw the line in the sand
For us to crawl
It's all past bats now
All painting gorgeous time
And maybe when the night comes
You'll open up the cage
You'll open up the cage
Your lips are nettles
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter’s liquid
But your body’s pine
You love all sailors
But hate the beach
You say come touch me
But you’re always out of reach
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back’s a meadow
Covered in snow
Your thighs are thistles
And hot-house grapes
You breathe your sweet breath
And have me wait
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
I turn the lights out
I clean the sheets
You change the station
Turned up the heat
And now you’re sitting
Upon your chair
You’ve got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
Your tongue is wine
Your laughter’s liquid
But your body’s pine
You love all sailors
But hate the beach
You say come touch me
But you’re always out of reach
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
Your arms are lovely
Yellow and rose
Your back’s a meadow
Covered in snow
Your thighs are thistles
And hot-house grapes
You breathe your sweet breath
And have me wait
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
I turn the lights out
I clean the sheets
You change the station
Turned up the heat
And now you’re sitting
Upon your chair
You’ve got me tangled up
Inside your beautiful black hair
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour
In the dark you tell me of a flower
That only blooms in the violet hour