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[♥]xPorcelain*Princessx[♥]Hello; Let me introduce myself. My name is Frankie J Spackman(: June 28th, 1994- is when they say happy birthday. Let me speak before you do your judging. I am currently fourteen years young; I am completely aware that I look much older, and wear more makeup than a lot of teens. Don't bug me about it, I don't care what you think. I will not change for anyone, unless it's for the better. Trusting is a cruel issue with me, I don't trust just anyone, you have to prove it. I'm definately not racist, and I do not have a religion, it doesn't really matter to me. If you're a bitch to me, i'm usually not a bitch back. That's just how i am. You can fuck a goat if you think bad things (: My reputation is pretty good, laid back, trust worthy, I don't lie... I know when someone is lying, or making up an excuse, so don't even try. I get vibes, I can tell if you're not a good person, so I will most likely stay away. I am probably one of the nicest, sweetest, caring girls in this world. I have clinical depression and mood swing quite often. Sometimes I get offended easily; but I try my best to laugh it off, and not take it to heart. I loved to be cheered up. I absolutely love it when someone tries to make me laugh and be happy. It makes the world go around. Sadly my mood changes on the things other people say and the way they act. I try to be as nice as I can, and people's feelings matter to me a lot. I am actually loving my life right now. It's getting easier for me. Anti depressants fucked up my life big time, but they made me who I am today. I am my own being, my own person. I do not label myself, that is just retarded. I dress however I want, I don't follow anyone and I sure as hell am not a poser. Don't call me emo, that makes me mad. People say I look like a porcelain princess, or doll. Hence the nickname. I'm very ticklish, and get called twitches from that reason. ONLY Kylee calls me issues, and cookie is another common nickname(:. People mean the universe to me; I usually always hang out with guys. My friends keep in me in school, alive, and breathing. I'm friends with practically everyone, I guess I'm lovable, and easy to get along with. I'm not a physical fighter. I'm a lover. I don't talk shit, unless I really truely have a reason to. I will defend the most important to me, through anything. I do get betrayed quite often though, people take advantage of my kindness. I don't judge anyone right off the bat. You don't truely know someone until you get bone deep and see their real person. I love meeting new people and interracting. Talking is definately my thing, and I'm sure as hell not shy. Sometimes I get cranky or sad if I haven't had an edequit amount of sleep. My family means a lot to me. My mom is there through everything with me, same as my sister. I love them to death. Sometimes I do have a bad, unecessary attitude towards them. I'm more interested in boys ;). I'm only a freshman and I have seen, done, and expierenced so much shit, that I would never want to go through again. Misery and hope has helped me through many bad times and suicidal thoughts and attempts. It's not worth it at all. I do have a lot of regrets, but I do believe that everything happens for a reason. I go to a christian youth group, just for plain fun. But I really don't believe half the stuff they say. Nature and animals are part of me, I love them to death. Especially my puppy cocker spaniel; Ashes(: I'm going to make this year the best possible one so far. It's been fantastic, but hopefully going to get better. I usually throughly enjoy school; suprisingly. I'm a big flirt, but don't intend on flirting. I'm Scandinavian, Asian, Danish, Dutch, English, French, Polish, Norwegian, Indian, German, but my skin is white as all hell. I blend in with the snow ;) I love acting and singing, but I'm not getting my hopes up. All I can do is keep trying. I also love, LOVE hair cutting and styling (I do my own hair). I practice my hobbies on my friends XD. I'm very emotional, I try to keep social, but sometimes I stay to myself. A lot of people know me, I have a lot of friends. Why stop? Keep it coming! :) . More people to invite to my birthday party, right? Yes, I text, msn, yahoo, aim, just ask! I love taking pictures, especially with people. My life is inspiring, full of love, adventerous, crazy, wild, just like me! Especially and personally with foxes. They facinate the hell out of me. I hate those fucking people that are causing animals to go extinct by cutting down the rain forests and destroying habitats. Just for paper. Who needs it? I could survive. All those damn people can DIE. I will personally run them over with a tractor and give them a peice of their own medicine. Most people love me, I think. At least that's what they say. Everything's usually good. Everyone's mostly happy. But I get jealous easily. I want that one person to myself but I can't control that. I'm not controlling. I can't hold a grudge on someone forever. Usually that's a good thing. Sometimes it's not.... I write peoms. Depressing poems. Poems about death, dying, and love. They're not the best. I'll get better. I write stories too, but I never finish them. Things in my life have been and are fucked up. Just like my heart, it has also been ruined, stepped on, and crushed. But right now it's bandaged and healing... Just know that overall, no matter how bad things are, someone is there to help you along the way. But it's healing, Repairing, and for once i can finally just be happy.. With who I am.

Not perfect. Broken hearts hurt badly. I have been searching for that right person to bandage it.. not to shatter or drop it again. But to heal it to the biggest extent. To capture my heart and carry it with them wherever they go. To love me forever, to be there when I need him... All I want is that one boy... that boy to take care of me. To take care of him... I just want him to love me back.. To love me with all they are, for how I am. Someone who doesn't just all care about sex, but romance, passion. The kind of love that is true and full of love. The one person that I can call baby, and say I love you; and mean it. I'd love for him to give me his hoodie to wrap around me, while cuddling. The boy that will come up behind me and wrap his arms around me, whispering; I love you. The type of couple that people would be jealous of, just because we can act stupid in public. Thinking about it hurts.. but I might have just found that person..<3 I need you.. And you need me.