I am Beth, you are not. It's as simple as that.

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I'm a 21-year-old writer from New York City. The fine print will tell you that I'm really a retail bitch bred in Pittsburgh, but that's neither here nor there. I work in Times Square and will probably continue to do so until I sell some of my writing.

My creepiness factor is pretty high. As in I make casual, albeit intense, comments about stalking celebrities, or stabbing them in the stomach for not adding me on myspace in a sufficient amount of time (NO NAMES MENTIONED), or putting shock collars on them after I've murdered their wives and have imprisoned them in my house... But that's just my nature. A friend and I have an ongoing joke about breaking David Bowie's legs and keeping him wheelchair-bound so he can't escape us. If you find this a little too weird to be funny, close the window now.

I'm in the process of kidnapping Brandon Flowers. If you care to aide me in this quest, please contact me.

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By the way, don't steal my icons, por favor. All are made by me unless stated otherwise in the keywords. If you want some, just leave a comment and let me know, please. You MUST credit me and any accompanying credits I have listed. It's rude otherwise.