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JAMES EDWARD.
BOY.
FOURTEEN.

ADD ME: evil_lil_dude@hotmail.com.

Shush, you.
I've had it since Grade 4.

Ich bin Jamesy .
James Edward.
Jamesy; Campbell; Fuckface..
Anything Goes.
Born 6th May 1992.
Blonde Hair.
Blue Eyes.
A Nose.
A Face..
All Your Standard Features.

I live in Malvern .
With All The Polo-Wearing Homies.
Stab.
And The Teeny Bopping Girls.
Bang.
Stupid Stuck Up Melbourne Society.

I be schooled at Caulfield Grammar .
Love the people.
Hate the school.

I am NOT emo.
Emo is a style of music .
NOT a style of person.
So don't call me emo.
I'm not a fucking soundwave .
[credit here, to tealey].

I'm Affectionate .
Very.
Extremely.
So don't be afraid if you awake in the middle of the night to find a sleeping boy next to you.
It's probably just me after a bad dream.

I [love] my friends.
They care for me.
They look after me.
They play nintendo with me.
They're the greatest kids in the world .

I like to write poetry .
Couplets.
Cinquains.
Haiku.
Yes.
Even Haiku.

I love theatre .
Singing.
Dancing.
..Eye Makeup.
It's all good.

I am an individual .
I like it that way.
If you try to change that..
You will be stabbed repeatedly with a chair.
Thats right.
Not a knife.
Nor a pair of rusty scissors.
A chair .

*Big Breath Out*
Thats all for now kids.