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Erika. 16. Sarcastic, music loving bitch.
Erika Lynn Watson is my full name, if you'd like to somewhat generalize my Google search. There are a lot of Erika Watson's. Not sure about the Erika Lynn's though.
Yeah, me and my best friend ever, Val, were bored and googled ourselves.
Sarcasm. J'adore. I'm sarcastic twenty-four seven. It confuses a lot of people. Even Val sometimes doesn't know whether or not I'm being sarcastic.
Music loving. Clarify for you? I. Fucking. Love. MUSIC. What music do I love, or, what bands do I love? I love:

Panic At The Disco. Simple Plan. The Brobecks. Avenged Sevenfold. All Time Low. The Academy Is... . Fall Out Boy. Blink-182. Boys Like Girls. The Cab. Chiodos. Cinematic Sunrise. Cobra Starship. Plain White T's. Escape The Fate. Forever The Sickest Kids. The Friday Night Boys. Cash Cash. Green Day. The Goo Goo Dolls. Good Charlotte. Hey Monday. The Killers. Katy Perry. The Maine. Metro Station. Papa Roach. Paramore. School Boy Humor. Secondhand Serenade. Three Days Grace. We The Kings.
The bold means I saw them live.
Bitch. Only if you make me. I also tend to get a tad bitchy when I'm overly-tired. It doesn't happen that often, though.

One person I could not list on that wittle list is Ryan Ross. No, I am not a fangirl. I do not go around screaming "RYAN ROSS IS MINE FRVER N LYKE YOU ALL SUCK"; no, I do love the man, but I do not show it like that. He amazes me. He influences me to write; most of my work on here came from an idea I had featuring him. Some I am unable to think of somebody else to use because no one can replace him in my eyes. I'm not going to say we're meant for each other. The way I feel could be completely wrong, but I don't think it is. He might hate me; how am I to know? I will stay awake for nights, worrying about him. Do I have a logical reason to worry? No, in all honesty, I don't. I just do. I guess I'm afraid that one day I'll wake up and he'll be gone. As stupid as I sound, it's what I think. He makes me smile by doing nothing; he makes me cry by doing nothing. I'm not going to try and explain certain things that happen to me. (No, they aren't sexual things) I just don't know how to.
Also, don't even say that I'm too young to know what love is. I hear it from my mom whenever I mention him. I've had crushes on people that I go to school with. It doesn't feel even remotely the same. "You're everything I've ever dreamt of having" Updates Date: Friday, September 18, 2009
Time: 3:24
Update:
I started a shitload of Ryan Ross stories. Just find them. I'm too lazy to post them on here.
My birthday is Monday! :D
I am going to visit my best friend Val soon, may spend the night, so at the earliest expect some updates Saturday night and at the latest Sunday night. :)

Credit Layout: Ryan at Fake Personality