Oh, I'm ready for it. Come on bring it. So kiss me goodbye, honey I'm going to make it out alive. So kiss me goodbye I can see the venom in your eyes, goodbye.
Adaline
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Dalia
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Kym
All My Friends Call Me Addie
I Have Eaten To Many Cakes Nineteen
They Call Me Turtle I'm Just A Girl
I Can't Help But Stare At Boys&&Girls Which Must Mean That I'mBisexual
I'm the The Submissive, Sex Addicted Nerd
My Life As Told By Me.
A boy. A girl. Sexual intercourse. Bang! There you have it. A woman gets pregnant and finds out six months later that she is fatter than all of her other fetus carrying friends. Thus she goes to the doctor and asks him what the heck is going on inside of her and he does a scan that can deafen your unborn baby. Or should I say babies? Yeah, well, the doctor tells her that she is going to have twins. At first she is happy, but after a while other things start to dawn on her. She is eating for three and every time she digs in her waistband gets that much tighter around her figure, not to mention her wallet gets lighter. What would happen to all that hard earned cash when this beautiful baby boy and baby, wait... What gender were these children supposed to be? Realizing that she hadn't yet asked the doctor about the sex of her little pumpkins, the woman goes back to the hospital not even a week later and asks for some more help. The doctor does another ear killing scan and tells her that there was to be a girl and a boy joining the family in a mere 3 months. Sadly, my brother didn't make it into the world. He was born dead.
Well after mom lost my brother dad left. Yeah what a nice guy. Well, that's American men for you. If you couldn't tell by looking my mother and I are Asian, Chinese to be exact. I guess dad couldn't handle not having a son. Stupid b*****d. he had a loving daughter, I guess I wasn't good enough. I went through the first two years of my life fatherless, but Mother finally met this nice Chinese guy, Nik Kym. His father was American and he was named after him. He is such a sweet man and treats me as his own daughter, even though I'm not his child. Luckily they had more child, three to be exact. Mother had triplets when I was seven.
Enough about Mother, Father and the trips. I started school a year early. I was in a prep school so it was normal. I was always the smartest one in my class and everyone hated me for it, well most everyone. I had a few friends who were Chinese as well and they were all smart like me. We stayed close throughout or schooling years. Mother kept me in the private school. She thought it would do me better to keep me from the violence and discrimination in a public school. I'm glad she did it. I started in an all girls school, but that school closed in my fifth year so I had to move schools. The only one there was close was a co-ed school. Mom was reluctant about putting me there, but she did.
I did better in that school. Having the extra challenge of competing with the boys bettered me. I was top of my class all through school, until my eleventh year. These two moved to town, a boy and girl. Their marks at their old school were better than mine some how. I didn't know how that was possible, but ti was. The boy was cute, oh so cute. My mind because distracted by him for a while. Then I discovered what he really wanted. I was never good at standing up for myself or saying no, because at home you did what you were told no questions asked. Well I grew to be very,very submissive and he took advantage of that, more than once and so did his sister.
I loved what they did to me, how it made me feel. After a while I began to crave it. It was like a drug I could never get enough of. I graduated third in my class, with the two who made me feel like no other above me. I moved away to college and never saw the two of them again. It hurt but I had to do it. but you see I still had the craving. I needed to feel that special way, but no one seemed to do that to me. I've had many experiences, but nothing ever as close to what I used to get. I needed an escape from this life of school and sex. It was just overwhelming. My grades were slipping and I was never satisfied. Then I got the letter.
Inside Of Me
I'm an outrageously loud girl. And I don't mean that as in I'm obnoxious, I just like to make a scene and draw attention to myself. It's just something I've always done. Probably because when I was younger I was always throwing myself into plays and all throughout high school I was in Drama. I just like to be different and have fun, and I can't honestly see what's wrong with that. Of course that meant I was always getting in trouble at school. I'd never talk bad to the teachers, I would just talk to others while the teacher was talking. I never did get detention for it though, or a referral, because all my teachers liked me. They said I had a certain spunk that just made me unique. Now, don't go thinking I was a teacher's pet, because I wasn't. I didn't like most of my teachers that I had. I only dealt with it because I honestly did want an education so I could go to college.
A lot of people would say that class clowns are...well, not stupid, but that the work they do is less than average because they're always goofing off instead of paying attention. Let me tell you something right here and right now: that statement is completely and utterly false. I was one of the biggest class clowns in my year and I was a straight A student. I turned every assignment in on time and I always did quality work. So that tells you that I'm a hard worker. I never slack off, even when I am having a bit of a laugh. Being a hard worker means I'm dedicated, but it's not only school work I've pledged my dedication to. It's also my best friends. I am very loyal and protective when it comes to them, so don't mess with them or you won't have a face when I'm through with you. My friends mean the world to me and they always know to count on me for anything they need. Whether it be a laugh, homework help, or a good rant, they'll always come to me, knowing I will willingly help them with whatever it is they've got on their mind. It's good to know that my friends trust me as they do. It makes me happy whenever I can help them.
Okay, so, I'm not always so sappy when it comes to things. I'm headstrong and tough and I can be pretty sarcastic. I'm pretty short for my age, something that my friends like to constantly remind me of by calling me shorty, and a lot of people tell me that I look like a model. I laugh at them for saying such a thing, but when I think about it, I suppose I do. And I don't mean that as in I have a gorgeous face like a model's, but what I wear...it's not really average, normal clothing that everyday people wear. Sometimes it is, but other times...Well, I just pull things from random closets in my household or I buy things at thrift stores. A lot of people would probably think that's weird, but I don't care. Tons of people admire my style and then I tell them where I get my clothes and they freak out. But that's okay, because then they won't go and I'll get all the cool clothes. But I don't always wear weird things. I do have the ability to look semi-normal, and that's mostly on a day when I'm going out in public for a while. It's not because I care what other people think, because I really and honestly don't, it's just my more normal clothes are more comfortable than my outrageous "costumes". So, all in all, I make up a pretty interesting combination. I'm funny, smart, trustworthy, loyal, headstrong, and wacky. Boy, oh, boy, aren't I fun?
Love IT
♥Boys&&Cereal♥
♥Photographs&&Panic! At The Disco♥
♥Reading&&Dancing♥
♥Hellos Kitty&&Skelanimals♥
♥Piercings&&Hair Dye♥
♥Kittens&&Puppies♥
♥Movies&&Popcorn♥
♥Facebook&&Singing♥
♥Writing&&Bottle Caps♥
♥Bracelets&&Necklaces♥
♥Rings&&Nail Polish♥
♥Shopping&&Little Girls♥
♥Concerts&&Roadtrips♥
♥Laughing&&Jokes♥
♥My Cell Phone&&Text Messages♥
♥Ringtones&&Rainbows♥
♥My Hair Products&&My Hair Dresser♥
♥Playing Piano&&My iPod♥
♥Instant Messages&&Chewing Gum♥
♥Lucky Charms&&Girls♥
♥Ordering In&&Take Out♥
♥Dates&&Cuddling ♥
♥Fishes&&The Number Seven♥
Ew.. Get It Away
-Moving&&Drugs-
-Alcohol&&Sadness-
-Medicine&&Doctors-
-Death&&Violence-
-Car Wrecks&&Homeless People-
-Nursing Homes&&Old people-
-Hospitals&&Tile Floors-
-Birds&&Snakes-
-Spiders&&Spider Webs-
-Tall Grass&&Airplanes-
-Homophobia&&Black People Who Think The World Owes Them Something-
-Guns&&Hunting-
-Hurting Animals&&Pollution-
-People Who Think They Are Better Than Everyone Else&&People Who Can’t Sing And Think They Can-
-Fakes&&Posers-
-Papercuts&&Running Out Of Ink-
-Messy Rooms&&Losing Pens-
-Feets&&Creepy Looking Old Men-
-People Who Think Sex On The Internet Is Cool&&Porn Websites-
-Popups&&AOL-
-Slow Internet Service&&Losing My Laptop Cord-
AHHH!
Fears 3+
Dancing With Myself
☆Spice Girls&&The Used☆
☆My Chemical Romance&&Three Doors Down☆
☆Fall Out Boy&&The Bangles☆
☆The Academy Is...&&Cute is what We Aim For☆
☆Boys Like Girls&&Barely Blind☆
☆Kiss&&The Medic Droid☆
☆Queen&&The Police☆
☆Plain White T's&&Lords Of Acid☆
☆All Time Low&&Evanescence☆
☆Jeffree Star&&Avril Lavinge☆
☆Cobra Starship&&Green Day☆
☆Paramore&&Kelly Clarkson☆
☆Joan Jett and The Blackhearts&&Carrie Underwood☆
☆Letter's to Chloe&&HInder☆
☆Gym Class Heroes&&Secondhand Serenade☆
☆The Hush Sound&&The Birthday Massacre☆
☆Panic! At The Disco&&Alesana☆
A boy. A girl. Sexual intercourse. Bang! There you have it. A woman gets pregnant and finds out six months later that she is fatter than all of her other fetus carrying friends. Thus she goes to the doctor and asks him what the heck is going on inside of her and he does a scan that can deafen your unborn baby. Or should I say babies? Yeah, well, the doctor tells her that she is going to have twins. At first she is happy, but after a while other things start to dawn on her. She is eating for three and every time she digs in her waistband gets that much tighter around her figure, not to mention her wallet gets lighter. What would happen to all that hard earned cash when this beautiful baby boy and baby, wait... What gender were these children supposed to be? Realizing that she hadn't yet asked the doctor about the sex of her little pumpkins, the woman goes back to the hospital not even a week later and asks for some more help. The doctor does another ear killing scan and tells her that there was to be a girl and a boy joining the family in a mere 3 months. Sadly, my brother didn't make it into the world. He was born dead.
Well after mom lost my brother dad left. Yeah what a nice guy. Well, that's American men for you. If you couldn't tell by looking my mother and I are Asian, Chinese to be exact. I guess dad couldn't handle not having a son. Stupid b*****d. he had a loving daughter, I guess I wasn't good enough. I went through the first two years of my life fatherless, but Mother finally met this nice Chinese guy, Nik Kym. His father was American and he was named after him. He is such a sweet man and treats me as his own daughter, even though I'm not his child. Luckily they had more child, three to be exact. Mother had triplets when I was seven.
Enough about Mother, Father and the trips. I started school a year early. I was in a prep school so it was normal. I was always the smartest one in my class and everyone hated me for it, well most everyone. I had a few friends who were Chinese as well and they were all smart like me. We stayed close throughout or schooling years. Mother kept me in the private school. She thought it would do me better to keep me from the violence and discrimination in a public school. I'm glad she did it. I started in an all girls school, but that school closed in my fifth year so I had to move schools. The only one there was close was a co-ed school. Mom was reluctant about putting me there, but she did.
I did better in that school. Having the extra challenge of competing with the boys bettered me. I was top of my class all through school, until my eleventh year. These two moved to town, a boy and girl. Their marks at their old school were better than mine some how. I didn't know how that was possible, but ti was. The boy was cute, oh so cute. My mind because distracted by him for a while. Then I discovered what he really wanted. I was never good at standing up for myself or saying no, because at home you did what you were told no questions asked. Well I grew to be very,very submissive and he took advantage of that, more than once and so did his sister.
I loved what they did to me, how it made me feel. After a while I began to crave it. It was like a drug I could never get enough of. I graduated third in my class, with the two who made me feel like no other above me. I moved away to college and never saw the two of them again. It hurt but I had to do it. but you see I still had the craving. I needed to feel that special way, but no one seemed to do that to me. I've had many experiences, but nothing ever as close to what I used to get. I needed an escape from this life of school and sex. It was just overwhelming. My grades were slipping and I was never satisfied. Then I got the letter.
Inside Of Me
I'm an outrageously loud girl. And I don't mean that as in I'm obnoxious, I just like to make a scene and draw attention to myself. It's just something I've always done. Probably because when I was younger I was always throwing myself into plays and all throughout high school I was in Drama. I just like to be different and have fun, and I can't honestly see what's wrong with that. Of course that meant I was always getting in trouble at school. I'd never talk bad to the teachers, I would just talk to others while the teacher was talking. I never did get detention for it though, or a referral, because all my teachers liked me. They said I had a certain spunk that just made me unique. Now, don't go thinking I was a teacher's pet, because I wasn't. I didn't like most of my teachers that I had. I only dealt with it because I honestly did want an education so I could go to college.
A lot of people would say that class clowns are...well, not stupid, but that the work they do is less than average because they're always goofing off instead of paying attention. Let me tell you something right here and right now: that statement is completely and utterly false. I was one of the biggest class clowns in my year and I was a straight A student. I turned every assignment in on time and I always did quality work. So that tells you that I'm a hard worker. I never slack off, even when I am having a bit of a laugh. Being a hard worker means I'm dedicated, but it's not only school work I've pledged my dedication to. It's also my best friends. I am very loyal and protective when it comes to them, so don't mess with them or you won't have a face when I'm through with you. My friends mean the world to me and they always know to count on me for anything they need. Whether it be a laugh, homework help, or a good rant, they'll always come to me, knowing I will willingly help them with whatever it is they've got on their mind. It's good to know that my friends trust me as they do. It makes me happy whenever I can help them.
Okay, so, I'm not always so sappy when it comes to things. I'm headstrong and tough and I can be pretty sarcastic. I'm pretty short for my age, something that my friends like to constantly remind me of by calling me shorty, and a lot of people tell me that I look like a model. I laugh at them for saying such a thing, but when I think about it, I suppose I do. And I don't mean that as in I have a gorgeous face like a model's, but what I wear...it's not really average, normal clothing that everyday people wear. Sometimes it is, but other times...Well, I just pull things from random closets in my household or I buy things at thrift stores. A lot of people would probably think that's weird, but I don't care. Tons of people admire my style and then I tell them where I get my clothes and they freak out. But that's okay, because then they won't go and I'll get all the cool clothes. But I don't always wear weird things. I do have the ability to look semi-normal, and that's mostly on a day when I'm going out in public for a while. It's not because I care what other people think, because I really and honestly don't, it's just my more normal clothes are more comfortable than my outrageous "costumes". So, all in all, I make up a pretty interesting combination. I'm funny, smart, trustworthy, loyal, headstrong, and wacky. Boy, oh, boy, aren't I fun?
Love IT
♥Boys&&Cereal♥
♥Photographs&&Panic! At The Disco♥
♥Reading&&Dancing♥
♥Hellos Kitty&&Skelanimals♥
♥Piercings&&Hair Dye♥
♥Kittens&&Puppies♥
♥Movies&&Popcorn♥
♥Facebook&&Singing♥
♥Writing&&Bottle Caps♥
♥Bracelets&&Necklaces♥
♥Rings&&Nail Polish♥
♥Shopping&&Little Girls♥
♥Concerts&&Roadtrips♥
♥Laughing&&Jokes♥
♥My Cell Phone&&Text Messages♥
♥Ringtones&&Rainbows♥
♥My Hair Products&&My Hair Dresser♥
♥Playing Piano&&My iPod♥
♥Instant Messages&&Chewing Gum♥
♥Lucky Charms&&Girls♥
♥Ordering In&&Take Out♥
♥Dates&&Cuddling ♥
♥Fishes&&The Number Seven♥
Ew.. Get It Away
-Moving&&Drugs-
-Alcohol&&Sadness-
-Medicine&&Doctors-
-Death&&Violence-
-Car Wrecks&&Homeless People-
-Nursing Homes&&Old people-
-Hospitals&&Tile Floors-
-Birds&&Snakes-
-Spiders&&Spider Webs-
-Tall Grass&&Airplanes-
-Homophobia&&Black People Who Think The World Owes Them Something-
-Guns&&Hunting-
-Hurting Animals&&Pollution-
-People Who Think They Are Better Than Everyone Else&&People Who Can’t Sing And Think They Can-
-Fakes&&Posers-
-Papercuts&&Running Out Of Ink-
-Messy Rooms&&Losing Pens-
-Feets&&Creepy Looking Old Men-
-People Who Think Sex On The Internet Is Cool&&Porn Websites-
-Popups&&AOL-
-Slow Internet Service&&Losing My Laptop Cord-
AHHH!
Fears 3+
Dancing With Myself
☆Spice Girls&&The Used☆
☆My Chemical Romance&&Three Doors Down☆
☆Fall Out Boy&&The Bangles☆
☆The Academy Is...&&Cute is what We Aim For☆
☆Boys Like Girls&&Barely Blind☆
☆Kiss&&The Medic Droid☆
☆Queen&&The Police☆
☆Plain White T's&&Lords Of Acid☆
☆All Time Low&&Evanescence☆
☆Jeffree Star&&Avril Lavinge☆
☆Cobra Starship&&Green Day☆
☆Paramore&&Kelly Clarkson☆
☆Joan Jett and The Blackhearts&&Carrie Underwood☆
☆Letter's to Chloe&&HInder☆
☆Gym Class Heroes&&Secondhand Serenade☆
☆The Hush Sound&&The Birthday Massacre☆
☆Panic! At The Disco&&Alesana☆
Oceans of Brown
ii`m Growing Up Fast 5' 3"/ 94 lbs
I Stick Pins Into My left and right side of my bottom lip as well as my belly button
Inked Into My Skin none yet
Oh, I Forgot I plan on getting a tattoo soon. I want to get some stars somewhere on my body. Not sure where yet though.
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