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Name: chelsea
Location: California
Birthday: 2/16/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: candy apples, pretty bras, rasberry almond shampoo, blue roses, red roses, white roses, yellow roses, old movies, bandanas on necks, red lipstick, suprise phone calls, faeries, milk honey soap, moccasins, flowers hanging upside down, coco, 60's era, mod clothing, mod makeup, mod fashion, mod movement, hippies, twiggy, lolita dresses, hello kitty, art, smirks, laurel and hardy, ice cream in cones, smelling pretty, manga, paradise kiss, my kitty, my tree, bubble baths, rain, faeries, banana shakes, guacamole veggie burgers, rainbow sprinkles, painting, 40's era, jawlines, nice people, calico cats, fat orange cats, harry potter, enchanted things, ladybugs, people saying hello to me even if i barely know them, books, watching ballet, the nutcracker, disneyland, tea sets, furniture from the sixties, lollipops.
bikini kill, billy idol, david bowie, dead kennedys, the breeders, frou frou, ima robot, incubus, le tigre, modest mouse, muse, nirvana, no doubt, radiohead, ramones, mazzy star, r
Expertise: poor little oysters.
Occupation: Artist
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
7/24/2005
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| oh me oh my. im afraid the world really is going crazy.
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| so far...im doing much better this week.
but i continue to wonder, why do people feel the need to bring others down ?
im getting so sick of these immature people. they pretend like they are so sophisticated and intelligent, but when it comes right down to it, theyre still stuck in high school.
whatever...this is my only place to vent.
and the good thing is...i got accepted ! meaning that im not going to be stuck here. i know that there will be foolish assholes wherever i go, but the idea of leaving some people behind is what makes me complacent.
that sounds really mean...and i dont intend for it to sound that way. i just dont know if i can take any of this much longer.
hm...i guess ill just have to wait it out. | | |
| i feel like its always a competition. always.
stop trying to race me.
i dont care if you win.
this is the only place to vent out secrets. stupid little secrets. ha. | | |
| i feel like i have no friends.
minus three people. three people who none would guess.
and i wonder...do they even value me as a friend, as i do them ?
the answer is no. so when thinking upon this, i guess they were never my friends to begin with.
which is sad, but all i see is jealousy, hate, and lies.
and thats too bad 
but i will be away from all of them in about six months. | | |
| theres something wrong with me.
one minute...ill be extremley happy and okay. then the next, ill be depressed and ill cry, and ill feel awful.
and i dont know what the hell is wrong with me. i dont want to be a psycho.
then this wave of paranoia comes over me, and i feel that some of my best friends cant stand talking to me or being near me.
and then sometimes of wave of jealousy comes over me, and i think why cant i be as ______ as they are ? and i hate being like that because i should be thankful and when jealousy sweeps over me, i feel like a spoiled little fuck. and i hate that feeling.
and im so lonely that it really adds to my lows and depression. and i feel so horrible and stupid. and i would like someone to listen, and make me feel better, and make every feeling like this disappear. and when they are blue, i will do the same, and kiss their tears and bake them cookies.
but i feel absolutley insane and "emotional" for talking like this, and this is probably an entry that you see in everybody else's entries.
so im just as insane as all those other lonely heart smoker depressed kids who wear black and rub their eyes and souls in black eyeliner.
and i really dont want to be like that.
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