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If I__ my biggest fan, the only person in the stadium is probably me.

Some people say, __nce you learn to be happy, you won't tolerate being around people who make you feel anything less._ My Christ says, __our job is to get off your self righteous butt and start reaching out to the difficult people because my ministry wasn__ about a bunch of nice people getting together once a week to sing hymns and get a feel good message, that you may or may not apply, depending on the depth of your anger for someone. It is about caring for and helping the broken hearted, the difficult, the hurt, the misunderstood, the repulsive, the wicked and the liars. It is about turning the other cheek when someone hurts you. It is about loving one another and making amends. It is allowing people as many chances as they need because God gives them endless chances. When you do this then you will know me and you will know true happiness and peace. Until then, you will never know who I really am. You will always be just a fan or a Sunday only warrior. You will continue to represent who you are to the world, but not me. I am the God that rescues.

I am not stopping till my enemies become my friends.

I am not stopping till my critics become my fans.

Most fan fiction is terrible.

Are you imperfect, romantically irrational, ridiculously fearless, and utterly illogical? You're my ideal reader, friend, partner. I'm your fan.

People become followers of the God because of his fear, but they become a fan of a hero because of his work.

Maybe it was obsessio, but it was also happiness; an escape from the suckiness of everyday life. And when you find something that makes you happy and giddy and excited every day, us fangirls know a truth that everyone else seems to have forgotten: you hold on to that joy tenaciously, for as long as you can.

Maybe it was obsession, but it was also happiness; an escape from the suckiness of everyday life. And when you find something that makes you happy and giddy and excited every day, us fangirls know a truth that everyone else seems to have forgotten: you hold on to that joy tenaciously, for as long as you can.

When the shit hits the fan, you really have to ask yourself why you weren't sitting on the toilet.

We feel that we fit into this fandom even if we're an outcast or misfits in this world." -Mary, 16, Philippines

Rage and revenge sat in his heart fanned by time and silence. Before he could realise anything, he was engulfed in flames. Everything he touched, lost its existence in his life. Turning him into a monster, who destroys everything in a daylight but cries in dark and silence.

Because all the brilliant ones- they can sing it and they can paint it, but they can't do it. You can't expect them to love you.

I don't dream of a ceiling fan which is always here spinning above my head. I dream of a cool weather

There__ a fine line between support and stalking and let__ all stay on the right side of that.

I am not a fan of sealed up sterile homes or Faraday cages and their use in human health, although I do understand that some people do feel relief in these environments.

I'm not a great poetry fan.

I'm a really huge fan of the old romantic comedies from the '30s and '40s... Huge fan. I love all that stuff.