Don't know how to start a profile 'cuz really, it's my first one. Ok, let’s see… My name is Lucila and I live in Argentina. Oh, and I hate my name. During the different stages of my life, I change, of course, but a bit more radically than average. I'm Lucie right now; all fucked up, emotional and Speed addict, ohyeah. When I look back and see what I've becomed it makes me little sad, but... really, who I'm fooling? The three adjectives that suit me the most are hopeless, bipolar and self-destructive, definitely. Hope you understand by yourselves. Since the user Hopeless was already done, I thought of NoMoreHope, and I love it... there's nothing that represents better how I feel right now. I'm fucking tired of trying things that won't happen, so... I'm not going to waste my effort on that.

I'm 15 years old and I wanna study graphic design and English translation. I'm deeply in love with Jackson Rathbone. I think that men who smoke are hot, blame me. When I turn 18 I'm going to tattoo a red star in my hand, like Billie Joe's. Music I couldn’t live without hearing: Green Day, MCR, Evanescence, Muse, The Rasmus, Coldplay, The Hives, Artic Monkeys, Foo Fighters, Nirvana, Maroon 5, Paramore, Keane, Avril Lavigne all but the awful and stupid last CD, and the soundtracks of Sweeney Todd, Chicago and Cabaret. Best movies ever: Sleepy Hollow, Sweeney Todd, The Dark Knight, Chicago and Juno till now. Caffeine addicted, I consume large amounts of coffee during the day, and one Speed per week, at least. I hate Stephenie’s Meyer Edward Cullen. I love AngstGoddess003’s Edward Cullen. I love all the Jasper Hales ever written. The first fan fiction I read was about Green Day. I edit, read, or sleep when I wanna slice my throat, or die to more sensible folks. I like sports: going to the gym, to musical comedy, or just playing handball at school. When I’m angry at myself, I run. I hate Maths, with all my fucking soul. I love Music and I’m probably the only one who would stay in that class if we were allowed to change to Arts at the middle of our studies. I’m silent, the only ones who know what’s in my mind are the ones who can decipher the look in my eyes… and I know only one sister of mine that can do that : Sometimes I have random outbursts and I tell the people things that I’m really tired of. I don’t like my family. I wanna learn to ride a bicycle and to use a skateboard. I like extreme sports. I love to travel by plane, the takeoff is awesome. I wanna go to England, I wanna live in England, I love England. I’m totally obsessed with redhaired people. I don’t believe in marriage. I’m atheist, and yeah, I go to a catholic high school. Every man in this world that plays the guitar is hot, and this is a fucking fact. I wanna die young. I don’t like children. I don’t want to have sons. I find kind of disgusting all the pregnant thing. I couldn’t be in a relationship for a long time. I live of the happiness of my friends. And I’m ready of talking shit about me.

Mmm... returning to the fanfiction thing, I'm more a translator than a writer, but I promisse to write something. In fact, I have some things floating here and there in my mind, so surely something will come up soon. There will be things in english, and things in spanish... pretty weird, isn't it? well, that's me.

The surely upcoming proyects are the traslations from english to spanish of Waiting for Dawn, from the talented AliceLaughed, and from spanish to english of Esperanza, written by my friend Ccii Tnks, translated as a birthday present… anyway, you won't understand a fuck of what I'm writing, ajaja. Then we'll se if I keep going with Ccii's fics, and I post something mine, but as always, we'll see.

If you read all this… thank you, really. If you don’t… fuck off.