My childish profile....
Hello friends!!! My name is Ishi.

It's nice to meet you all

I am 15 years old

Just like everyone on CR i watch anime and dramas

and i just love watching them

I am a happy, nice and optimistic person

I am a easy going and a funny person

I sometimes like to study

but sometimes i can get really angry

I can also can be very evil and sneaky

You can buddy me if you want

i approve all my requests

Well what else to tell you

i told you almost everything

Well thn that's it for my intro
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Every girl copy this poem to your profile
Girls
are like apples
on trees. The best ones
are at the top of the tree.
The boys don't want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree
....find a boy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world even when you are in your sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.a guy tht sees u cry and and asks u who made u cry with rage in his eyes 2 make the person feel 10x ur pain!
...wait for the one who turns to his friends and says
"...that's her"...
think I'm stuck up? Pull me down.
Hate me or love me? Either way your still thinking about me.
Get it? Got it?Good!!
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