About
Hiya....My name is Chelsea, I'm 12 years old and I live in a s**t hole of a town. Pardoner moi fransais. So like, here's the 411. I fugging love anime.
Me, Chelsea-Dawn, shall now post lovely pictures of myself.





I like:
Anime
Asians <4+5-3+4-7
Bois <33
Girls <33
Christmas
Presents
Probably you
Donations
Parties <345
MusicHair <33
Emos <33333
Really nice speakers
Cordless phones
Color
JOSH, CAITLIN, && JEREMIAH. BECAUSE THEY ARE PART OF THE CLUB.
Nexopia <33
WinAmp
MSN <33
Deep conversations Summer <3456
DDR
Taiko Drumming
I dislike:
Cheesey animes with no story or romance. At all.
Easter
When burning CDs doesn't work. Grr.
Being cold.
Giving
Probably you
Boredom
People who don't give me presents
Insults
Bitches
Crappy speakers
Preps
HOMOPHOBIA
Ugly/Bad hair
Phones with cords
Black && White
Really...Stupid music players
Pointless conversations. Well, I like them once in a while. razz
N00bs
Illiterate people
When stupid pastors/christians bash gays/lesbains. OMG It pisses me off. GOD DOESN'T CARE. STFU. Seriously, if you followed God's Word you wouldn't say those rude things. >:U
Winter
Non-exercise games lol
When people mix up Japanese with Chinese. Omg that makes me so pissed.
If I could stick a knife in my heart,
suicide right on the stage,
would it be enough for your teenage lust?
Would it help ease the pain?
...So you take a picture of something you see,
In the future where will I be?
You can climb a ladder up to the sun,
Or a write a song nobody has sung,
Or do something that's never been done,
Do something that's never been done.
Once upon a time there was a flea and that flea liked to jump he really liked jumping he won a medal for it once. Well that flea fell in love and then when he asked the other flea to go out she didn't and then she walked away. Well this flea was very depressed and went emo and when he went emo no one liked him anymore because he was a poser and liked to write crappy poems about death when it didn't suit him at all and then one day he made a beautiful poem about the flea that he loved and it went like this:
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
All my base,
Are belong to you.
Well then he gave the poem to the other flea and that flea fell in love with him and they had a wonderful first kiss but the flea stayed emo and the other flea went emo as well and then no one liked them but themselves and then they got married and had wonderful emo baby fleas that no one liked and then 2 of them commited suicide and the other 5 cut themselves and got close to commiting suicide untill one day when one of them liked to jump...
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