I've decided to let you know my life story... When I was born, I was an unusual baby. I was born black. I was a little black baby. But, proving how special I am, I pulled a Michael Jackson, and now? I am full white. I grew, and when I hit three, my mom dyed my hair purple for my birthday, since purple was my favorite color. The dye never came out, so I was made fun of for a while at my day-care. When I turned eight, I was known for two things. Not being able to ride a bike, and peeing myself regularly when I got excited; Like a dog... See, my childhood was filled with humility, but behind the scenes, it involved alcohol and drugs. I had tasted many forms of alcohol by six, popped pills before seven... My mom encouraged it! Until finally, she donated me to the circus. Well, she put me up for adoption, and only allowed me to be adopted by circus people... I soon became the best damn sad clown around. By 11, I had skipped many grades and was in highschool. I got made fu of by the big kids alot, but it was ok... The athletes liked little girls. By 12, I live a life in the corner. I buy and sell drugs, I work for daddies hoping they will provide for me, and sometimes, I'm forced to side work for my gang... MAFIA OMEGA 7! Shank Shank! Just Kidding :3
._. At first I felt like "oh my god." But now I feel like "Oh my god ." Hopefully this isn't someone's real childhood. .-. You never know in this society.
Not Jess. We still have pal And PM, of course. And you can park your Alts in my club like Jess did :3