"Fairytale girl, who don’t exist
Silent girl, without a name
Ignored girl, who’s filled with shame
Faking girl, with plastic smiles..."

Why, hello there kind stranger! It's so nice to see you again! Yup, that's right. I've seen you before. Insert evil and creepy cackle here. My name is Santa Claus, and I must say. You have been very bad this year. So no presents for you. Plus, it's not like I'd do my job and get a good little 5 year-old girl that Barbie's dream kitchen she's been wanting ever since she laid her dark eyes on them on her innocent trip to the toy store the summer before. I mean seriously, what kind of 5 year-old girl wouldn't be crushed by Santa Claus not giving her what she wanted for Christmas? It's not like she believed in Santa or anything.

HA.

Okay, back to all seriousness here. My first name is Melissa. Last name is... ehh. Really don't want to know yours so why should I tell you mine? And besides, there are tons of scary stalkers out there. And some of them are policemen doing their job to try and prove a point. I don't know about you, but that just creeps me out.

Remember kids: Giving out any of your personal information (full name, birthdate, address, phone number) is bad. Bad. Bad. Bad. So please be good little boys and girls and listen to whatever those people at school tell you. Don't be an idiot and give yourself away. It makes you seem easy and dumb. Two words I strongly hate being described as.

So... yeah. I'm kind of speechless right now. Don't know what to say. How do people do this? They have all this random things on their profile while mine is completely boring and shizz. Funny.

Should I tell you about my stories and stuff? Maybe I should. But I'm lazy. Oh, alright. Quit pestering me. I'll do it.

Unexpected Reality: This it the only story I'm currently 'writing' right now. I know a lot people don't really like reading crime and adventure, but I'm taking a chance here. My cousins always did tell me I was over-confident sometimes. This is also my first story to ever be shown to the great Clique Archive. I don't know about you, but it's pretty nerve-wrecking. I'm really excited and scared to see and read your reviews. I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing. Let's hope it's more on the positive side. I like being optimistic. Pessemistic is bad. Oh, and before I go, I'm very lazy. Like lazy as in, "I'll do it tomorrow." But then tomorrow comes and I never do it. That's a bad quality in authors. I don't even know why I"m trying. But I'm a dare devil. And a rebel. So beware.

Currently Writing:

Unexpected Reality: Chapter 3 - currently be outlined in said sad brain of mine. (Patience, minion)

People usually post links that other people can contact them with right? I'll give into peer pressure and do it too.

TWITTER - your chance to come and stalk me daily.

http://twitter.com/xxxlovebreaker

Laughing awkwardly. That's pretty much it. I'll think about her things like Formspring and Tumblr later. I'm not popular on the internet. Except for Facebook. People actually know me on Facebook.

Current Song of the moment: Thunder by Boys Like Girls. (I know, I know. It's old. But it's great. So HA).

"Today is a winding road That's taking me to places that I didn't want to go
Today in the blink of an eye I'm holding on to something and I do not know why
I tried

I tried to read between the lines
I tried to look in your eyes
I want a simple explanation
For what I'm feeling inside
I gotta find a way out
Maybe there's a way out

Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer
Do you know you're unlike any other?
You'll always be my thunder, and I said
Your eyes are the brightest of all the colors
I don't wanna ever love another
You'll always be my thunder
So bring on the rain
And bring on the thunder"