My name ish Chelsie, I'm 15 years of age. I don't do labels, but as
we all know. People will label and judge you anyway. If you want to
get a chance into knowing me, just message me. I love photography.
It's absolutely amazing. I sometimes write short short stories, but I
never post them on the internet. It's just because I don't want anyone
stealing my ideas. I love all things kawaii and all things fun.
Singing is what I do when I'm bored or feeling kind of down. I can
sing, a little, but I like to sing privately.
People tend to look at me one time and walk away, but never smile or
say hello. This only happens with the girls. Guys. On the other hand.
Look at me, but only from the behind. That really upsets me the most.
People only judge from the looks, but never the personality. If the
world stop doing this, then everyone would be happy and found true
love. 
When people are sad, they tend to look at the door that has been
closed behind us. But we can never look at the door that has been
opened for us. To be honest, I'm still searching for my opened door.
It's ok to be upset about the past. The past is the past, leave it
there. And search for new happiness.

Little About Me
I'm mixed with Latin and African American. My father is Latin and my
mother is African American. They have spilt when I was only five
years of age. I hate him for leaving me when I was born. I thought it
was nice of him to come back and try to help take care of me, but once
my younger brother was born...he left again. That's when my mother and
I had it with him. He is never to come back in my life. But he
strongly stays in our minds. 
My childhood was really rough. I had no friends, but Brandon (my best
friend). No one really wanted to hang out with me. Especially the
African Americans. Since I am mix with Latin, they didn't want to
hang out with me. Only "black" friend I had was just Brandon. My
father never wanted me. So I just shut him down from my life. I tried
to help my mom get off of drugs, but in return she shut me down from
her life. My step dad only cared about his sons, but never my
younger brother and I. But now things are going better. My step dad
and my mother are back together. She's off of drugs. 
My best friend in the world is Brandon. I've known him since the
first grade. Sometimes I thank myself for failing first grade. If I
didn't, I wouldn't have never met Brandon. But sometimes I regret
failing. Brandon is my all and everything. Without him, my world will
crash right before my eyes. [No we are not dating]. He's my best
friend. Everyone deserves a best friend or two. All I need is one.
And that's him. He helps me with the good and the bad. We may or may
not get along ALL the time, but we still end up back being
friends (aftetr 3 minutes or so). So, mess with him and you mess with
me. You don't want to see this bish mad. Haha.
Well, I guess that's it. If you read this WHOLE or even scimm
through it. Please send me a message saying "I have a hole in my
sock. I feel like a hobo. O.o ". Then I would know that I didn't type
this for no reason. Love ya! ♥





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Chelsey yu is amazingus (oh yea ,, mi word rules !)
dont mess wiv this girl she is pure evilness (inna a gd way corz !!)
she is 1 of mi top buds and i love her loads !!
Mi scene twin and partner in crime.
Love u INFINITY !!!
Emi
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