Yooooo, my name is Kelsey. I'm 17, a junior in high school, & live in Tennessee. Let's see...I love satan. Okay just kidding, but now that I've got your attention...I'd like to thank you for clicking on my profile! I plan on writing a lot of stories on here. I mostly love romance ficition, but I may do some covers here and there. I like critism, but don't flame me. I have some writing skills ya know.

Writing cleanses the soul.

I love Xbox(:

Important Messenge:I will be putting stories up on here and I do have writing skills (I've taken advanced and honors English throughout my high school and middle school life) but, I'm always looking to improve. I have rules though.

1. If you simply just don't like the story line/plot I've created, don't even bother writing a review. I will just delete it.

2. Flame me and pay the consequence. I can be a bitch. Oh, and it will be deleted after I tell you off. THERE IS A DIFFERENCE IN CONSTRUCTUIVE CRITICISM AND JUST BEING AN ASSHOLE.

3. I will ONLY ACCEPT views that give criticism to help me get better at my writing, and the ones who say I'm doing a good job.

Games I like:

I practically like any and every Mario game out there. I have Super Mario 64 for the Nintendo ranging up to Mario Party 8. I have every Mario Party game ever made. All from the GameCube to Wii!

Sims is my all time favorite game. I have a game for every console imaginable.

(PlayStation 2) Jak & Daxter (Precursor Legacy, Jak2, & Jak3 as well as that racing one)

(PlayStation 2) Rachet and Clank

(Xbox 360) Dragon Age: Origins (every DLC that comes with it) (Praise the Maker for the cute and wonderful Alistair) Dragon Age: 2 (Mmm, Fenris and Cullen

(Xbox 360) Skyrim (love that game but it gets boring after a while :P I wish they had a divorce option on there.)

& just pointing this out there...yes I have a life. the above may not seem like it.

92 percent of the teen population would be dead if Abercrombie and Fitch said it wasn't cool to breathe. Repost this if you are one of the 8 who would be laughing your ass off.

If you've ever wondered what you are like in another dimension, copy and paste this in your profile.

If you've ever talked about your characters like they're real people copy and paste this on your profile.

If you've ever burst out laughing in a quiet room, add this to your profile

If at one time you misspelled or forgot how to spell a word less than four letters, copy and paste this onto your profile.

If you love rain, copy and paste this into your profile.

If you have ever been so obsessed with something that now everyone is scared of you becasue of the effects, copy and paste this into your profile.

PLEASE READ WHAT'S UNDER THIS!!

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.
I am the person who is afraid of telling his loving Christian parents he loves another male.