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You filthy stalkers.Chris is seventeen. He likes booze. He can't find his sexuality at the moment, so he classes him self as Pan.
Chris likes Cyanide and Happiness (www.explosm.net). He's partial to a gass of milk... or four. His god is music. His life is a shambles... a bit like his face.
Chris has red hair, green eyes and a bloody big mouth. He's failing sixth form and is tempted to drop out.
Chris hates txt tlk. He's displeased by ignorance. He dislikes stupidity. Most of all Chris dosn't like moody gits. Cheer the ******** up.
I'm getting bored of the third person now.
Basically, I'm the same as before but less of an immature ******** ^^
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I keep replaying Break.
Something's wrong with me. xD
Byebye~
I has to go soon. D:
I'll be back tomorrow afternoon/ night...
o 3o
-head bangs to Three Days Grace-
I need them too. >>
Books n' music. = w=
And a few TV shows on DVD. >>
Lol. That's kind of the hole in your plan, huh?
Does it have anything to do with Robert Pattinson? xD
Where do you keep disappearing to??
This pen. It won't write on THE PIECE OF PAPER I WANT IT TO.
It'll write on other paper. And my hand. And the desk.... D;
THIS PEN ISN'T WORKING ON THE PAPER.
IT WORKS ON EVERY ******** SURFACE BUT THE ******** PAPER I NEED IT TO.
GODDAMMIT. Dx