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I constantly evaluate and disect my thoughts and feelings because most of the time, I even complicate mySELF. I'm far from perfect. I love food but I dislike being a chubba-bubba. I fall asleep on the couch at five 0'clock. I rub my make-up off. I can't stand oily skin. I never seem to get anything professionally done. I stay on the phone with people for hours. I'm pretty much feminist, minus the strong lesbian vibe. I play zomb!e games and get 109 headshots within the first twenty minutes. I actually daydream about killng zombies. I hit on guys from Hot Topic and get their numbers. My breasts are amazingly huge. I take pictures a lot but end up never putting them up. I'm very sexual. I find that I get the greatest epiphanies either in the shower or on the toliet. I tend to hate people who make me feel weak. I can't stand the word "emo" . I make people pay if they're rude to me. I like exploring things, like sewers or old buildings. If you piss me off, I plot your destruction. I will jump at the least scary scenes in movies and laugh at the scariest. For some reason, when I'm angry I can get very belligerent. I also cry sometimes when I'm angry; its a problem. I hardly ever fold my clothes. I cry during sad movies and bawl in sad parts in books; LIKE WHEN FRED WEASLEY DIED!!! I have a love/hate relationship with my cat. I hate my legs very, very much. I'm insecure and have trust issues. If I think something someone said was funny I'll end up repeating it. I actually try to be nice to people I can't stand sometimes; only on special occassions though. I act differently around certain people; the more comfortable I am with you, the crazier I am. I dislike smoking a lot so I guilted my parents out of it. I stare at people's stomachs sometimes because I think its one of the more attractive things on a persons' body. I like taking care of people but I think old people are creepy. I'm kind of afraid of growing up...yet excited for it. I tend to fall for guys that will always let me down. I have an excelent gay-dar, race-dar, asshole-dar but I never seem to have a good playa-dar for the guys I like. I give people I care about too many chances. I love On The Border and their strawberry lemonades. People seem to think that I'm older than I am. They also seem to think that I'm also as mature as I look. Big mistake. When I get angry, I take it out my true outlet; cleaning, even though I despise doing it. I'm terrified of moving because I've made the most amazing friends here and I know from previous experience that I won't look back if I move. I want to lose my virginity to a guy worthy of it. I don't have to be married. I'm never, ever going to smoke cigs. I'm scared that no one will ever think that I'm good enough to love and only ever good enough to fuck. I have absolutely perfect teeth and thats basically the only thing, besides my hair (sometimes) that I like myself. I do pilates in my bedroom. I love having yoga sessions with Lauren Wiseman. I can be very selfish sometimes. I have a horrible temper; its becoming a problem. I am attracted to guys with slightly longer hair then normal. I used to think I'd never be interested in a guy with braces but so much for that. I hate bac-ne. Sometimes, I don't wear underwear. I can't stand chocolate and mint together. I EAT meat. I love it and I don't care if your beliefs are the opposite of mine...about ANYTHING. I don't let other people's opinions dictate me. Ever. I'm sick of getting my heart broken. I hate complications but I LOVE challenges. I'd much rather be a bitch than a liar. I get really turned on when my neck is bitten or my hair is pulled. I'm a weird. I know this.
My name is Chloe Rayne.
My friends call me Kiki, amoung many other inside names.
I'm really real.
I'll be there.
I'll trust you.
I'll most likely be let down.
And yet.
I won't learn.
It isn't living if you hold back. Remember that.
All I need is someone who fights back.