MY HOT NASTY BODY.

Not anymore.

Yes.

The same.

I'm always cold, but we can always turn up the heat. ;).

Here's a recipe that I made in the 8th grade with some friends. I call it "penis surprise".

What you need;
1. Chopped cooked hot dogs/meat.
2. Eggs.
3. Flour.
4. Fryer/stove.

Step 1: Preparation.
- Chop the hot dogs/meat to where they aren't too big or too small.
- Crack open the eggs and mix the eggs altogether in a bowl.
- Put flour in a separate bowl.

Step 2: Batch making.
- Grab a chopped hot dog/meat and smother it in eggs first, then flour. After that, put them in the fryer or on a stove til they become golden brown. With the egg and flour, they'll cook pretty fast. Like 10-15 minutes tops.

Step 3: Eat.
- Then when you're eating, rip one in half slowly and it'll squirt. AND THERE YA GO.

I got chased by cows. One of the frightening things ever. Especially when you underestimate them.

English, because I hate my Hispanic accent.

Good.
When I was in LA a few months ago, there was someone at the corner of a street in a bunny suit.

Aside from twerking, I'm pretty good at salsa and the tango.

Disloyalty.

Probably not. Since the majority of Flickr dislikes me, I wouldn't.

The waffles that I make will blow your freakin' ovaries. ewe.

Spiders, children, and change.

Iris - The Goo Goo Dolls.

The person I am today is more knowledgeable when it comes to people. I'm more aware of what's going on through tuition and it has never failed me. It may lower my self esteem, but I've survived many battles of child abuse, abandonment, drugs, alcohol, and more. It's just another test for me to pass and I'm still doing it.

I play the piano and make songs about them. Plus, I get paid for it. #YoutubeSchwag

That's alright.
I was just young and like every other obstacle I've faced when I was younger, I got through them and they turned me into the person I am of today. I'm somewhat appreciative of it though since I'm not someone who tends to forget and stuff like that are what holds me back a lot. But she's in a better place now playing with Peter Pan.

I don't quite understand what you're asking.

When I was 5, I met my very first best friend. She was amazing. She had the best laugh. She would always help me throw stuff at the teacher. She would go sit at the corner with me. Then 4 years later in the 4th grade, she died from a car accident with her sister. Everybody gave red roses on her desk but my rose was blue because it was her favourite color. And that's the main reason why I've always been so fascinated by the color blue. It has so much sentimental value to me like no other.